Finally. I am here

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{Skye's POV}

I let out a big sigh and get off the plane. I stretched and go to grab my luggage. It feels weird being in America, I was thinking to myself. I turn off Disturbed on my phone. I take off my head phones. I see my luggage and mine is only one with Doctor Who. I grab it and go to find my car. I found my car and got inside it, and starting to drive to my new apartment. I'm kinda scared being in a new country but it's not that bad. Its not as bad as England. Its different. Well I'm different. I have big plugs, inch' actually. I have angel bites and a septum and more. Covered in tattoos. But normal is pretty fucking boring so I like being me. My hair is midnight black. I wear sweaters a lot. But I'm comfortable I guess you can say. I have had a horrible past. And yes I was suicidal. But I moved from England to get away from my past and start fresh. I start my new job in two days and pretty excited. I work at Starbucks. The only reason I applied there because I can make really good coffee. I finally made it to my apartment and it was fancy. I grabbed all my stuff from my car, put on some shorts and just face plant into my new good scented bed and crashed for the night.

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