{swearing}
"HEY BITCH, GET UP RIGHT NOW! AND TURN THAT ANNOYING SOUND OFF!!" I jolt up to my father yelling at me, slamming my fist down the alarm. I sit on my bed and look around my empty room, reminding myself we are moving to the other side of the world today.
"COME ON! I'M HUNGRY AND I NEED YOU TO PACK MY SUITCASE WITH ALL MY EXTRA CLOTHES AND MY MAKEUP!" My mother screams. I roll out of bed and land on the floor, pain shooting through he left side of my body. I stand up and make my way over to the bathroom, and hop into the shower, the hot water burning my freezing cold skin.
I cut off the water, dry myself and look in the mirror.
I have two cuts on each arm from the smashed glass and a bruise, which is now purple on my left hip. I think I may have a broken rib. The pain is excruciating, but then I think that there are kids out there starving, dehydrating and going through worse then me, so I can't complain.
The weird thing is that it heals itself after a while.
Strange huh.
I make my way out the of bathroom and into the wardrobe and pick the first think I see. My black leggings , a white Rolling Stones singlet, my grey hoodie, and my black converse. Once I'm dressed I brush my teeth, and do my hair I decided to fishtail braid my hair today and then do my makeup.
It took me 20 minutes to get ready. New record. Go me.
I make my way down stairs and see my 'parents' sitting there sucking each other's faces. They stop when they hear me enter and god am I glad they did, or else the floor would not be a pretty sight. My mum gets up from my dads lap and makes her way over to me. I close my eyes waiting for something to hit or some sort of pain instead I feel..
Nothing....
I slowly open my eyes only to see my mum standing in front of me.
"Your father and I are going out to the shops. We should be back within 10-20 minutes. When we come back we want our breakfast served and our suitcases packed. Then we need to leave or else we will be late for out flight. Got it?" I nod my head up and down.
Why do they expect me to do so much I have 2 arms not 8!
-Forty Minutes Later-
We just arrived at the airport walking into the entrance and doing whatever people do at an airport. We made our way over the the plane the lady checked our tickets and then let us through.
I walked onto the plane and found my seat.
You see my parents didn't want me sitting with them so I while they sat at the back I was stuck all the way up the front with these random people. I swear one of them is a pedophile.
The lady came around and offered me food and I just ignored her. Apparently it was a 20 hour flight (A/N I just made up how long it takes I actually don't know how long it takes to fly from Ohio to Aus). I adjusted my chair and fell asleep. I didn't wanna move to Australia but I had to. It could be my new start...
Maybe even a new life. That sounds nice a new life...
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I was awoken from my slumber by that creepy pedophile guy shaking my shoulder. I woke up and glared at him. How dare he wake ME up from my sleep.
"Miss the plane is about to land you have to put your seatbelt on" he told me I just kept my glare at him.
I put my seatbelt on and the plane landed.
Wow I was out for 20 hours it must be because it's the longest I've been out for without being beaten. I got off the plane and to my surprise my parents where waiting for me.
What do they want?
I walked up to them and then we walked out to the car my parents brought a while ago. It was a black BMW.
I dunno how they afford all this expensive things, when all they do is complain how they have no money.
I noticed that we are in Australia, and its summer so it's really hot and we are living in Queensland near the beach.
I looked around and saw a whole lot of people walking around with surfboards and in bikinis. I'm guessing its the holiday season.
While I was busy looking out the car window I didn't realise we had come to a stop. I look and there was a double story house it wasn't small but it wasn't overly huge. I guess you could say big. I hopped out of the car and just looked around.
So this is gonna be my new life??
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Muted Mate
WerewolfHe's an alpha. She is nothing. He's loud and outgoing. She's a mute freak. He needs his mate. She wants to be dead. What happens when two opposites cross paths? (i wrote this when i was 14-15 so please just be aware that it moves quickly and it's cl...