Why does time seem to be flying lately? It's Sunday night and I have school tomorrow. My new school is called Westside High, and I live in Omaha, Nebraska. I have to remember it's called Omaha, I can't seem to get my head around it, ha. It was around 8pm and my mum called me down for dinner, I was only wearing a pair of cotton shorts and a thin top, I knew no one was going to be here. I skipped down the stairs half filled with excitement, half filled with anxiety for the day ahead.
Dinner was nice, the whole family spoke about the past week and agreed on how amazing it has already been. The weather has been so so nice, a lot different to a rainy September we have in England. I haven't actually met anyone yet, my days have been filled with tanning, swimming, eating, talking to the girls and worrying. If I may say so myself my tan lines are already amazing, I do tan but in this weather i'll be blick! My hair has gone lighter already, it's so blonde. It seems to have grown again but it is alot healthier as I haven't been having to blow dry it, it dries so quickly in this heat. I am excited to meet the new people of this city but worried, what if they don't like English people or something? What am I going to do?!
I was 9:30 and I before I got an early night I was going to FaceTime Hannah. I called her phone and didn't get an answer..lovely. My best friend wasn't here for me for one of the hardest times of my life. I decided to FaceTime Nathan, and luckily, he answered.
"Hi baby" he said softly
"Hey bub" I replied
"How are you?"
"I'm fine, I'm just really, really worried for tomorrow.."
"I don't blame you babe.."
He looked gorgeous, his dark hair was pushed to the side like always, it's so long, he needed a haircut. His dark green eyes were wide, and his defined cheek bones lifted his mouth into a smile, although I could tell he was hurting. A few of his freckles had come out, because of the summer sun. He had been to Egypt, he always goes there, he also has olive skin, I've always been jealous, he gets so tanned, it's unreal. He didn't have a shirt on, I could see his defined collar bones, he was so perfect. I can't believe I have had to leave my gorgeous, lovely and funny boyfriend behind. He was still my boyfriend..we have said we were going to stay together, it's nearly been 3 years. I would still see him a few times a year, depending on how often he could get out her, and I could get home..
"(Y/N)..?"
"Sorry babe, I was just admiring you.." I laughed and he smirked
"I miss you so so much already, and it hasn't even been a week yet. I really don't know what I'm going to do without you here with me every day."
"I miss you too Nath, it's so hard. Regrettably I am enjoying it here, until i think of you all at home"
"The girls miss you, all week at school they've been talking about you, i've sat with them a few times at lunch but it just upsets me hearing them talk about you so much"
"It wont be long until I see you again babe, stop worrying. I'm so worried about tomorrow, I start school"
"Yeah...that's worrying me too."
"..What do you mean?"
"(Y/N), come on. You're 17 years old, you're 5'8, long blonde hair, tanned with an amazing body, boobs and an ass" he smirked and I chuckled.. "You have an amazing personality, and you're just, beautiful, and i'm not around to keep you mine, boys will drool at you."
I found myself blushing, "regardless of what you think I am, which I am not by the way..you are mine. I don't want anyone else, nor do I want anyone else but you to have me, don't you trust me?"
"It's not about trust (Y/N), because of course I trust you, but I dont like the thought of boys just, like, looking at you and stuff, you know what I mean?"
"Yeah I know what you mean babe but like I said, it's me and you, no one else. Anyway, its 10 and I need to sleep, have to get up early tomorrow and i'm still not fully used to the time difference. I love you"
"Sleep tight baby, I love you"
I hung up, why is he saying those things, I would never be unfaithful or anything of the sort, I love Nathan, the boys here wont even be good looking I bet, it's whatever. I went to bed, but couldn't stop thinking, I ended up sleeping at around 11:30, I'm going to be so tired tomorrow.
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The Move
Fanfiction(Y/N), was a stereotypical 17 year old girl. Loved her friends, her family, her boyfriend..and she loved parties. "Nebraska? Where even is that? I dropped Geography in year 9..I have no fucking clue where that is.." The difference for (Y/N) was, was...