New Lands-Bad Lands? -- A LAMS STORY--

Chapter 2

Arrival

America...was diffrent, to say at least.

It even smelled differently than in is homecountry.

John had only travelled around Europe so far, with his whole family though.

His Mom, dad and four siblings, all of them stuffed in the old van who's ventilation just broke.

He broke it, though he would never admit that, if you asked him.

Though here at New York Airport things were different.

This time he was alone, all alone, in a country, no a continent, who's language wasn't his own.

Although his English was nearly perfect with no accual accent, it still felt weird sometimes, ya know?

Like when the anouncment women, cleared he throught, which was painfully hearable through the speakers, and then ratterd down her lines, it was nearly impossible for him to understand her hawok.

All he could make out were mere pieces of A- t-t-h-Te our- Jn- La-ns- ps- cm-thoooo-dr-ive-

Arrrgh, couldn't the lady just cut it out? He was literaly bleeding from the ears at the noise that came from literaly everywhere.

How did they even hide them so well?

Is there even a job specialised on hiding speakers, so angry customers couldn't crash them?

John sighed, rubbing his forehead. Dang, today was the day, and it was already going on his nerves.

He had spent the last twelve ours on a plain. Not only had it been smoring hot in there, but everything had been crowded as well. The babygirl sitting right next to him had been screaming till her voice got hoarse. While the an old man with a mustace and a darkblue sweater had been puking his guts out, literaly.

To sum up:

Long flights were horrific.

Orange-blue clothed flight-attendences rushing nervously through the small walkways.

Turbulences.

Vomiting people.

Kids Crying.

Helpless sighing form perants, who would eventually give up on trying to make them stop crying.

The perfect settings for a bad comedy-drama movie, right?

And in all the middst of this chaos there was him, the red-blonde boy, with his leaf-green eyes half closed drowsily and his black headphones on.

His family wasn't rich, so he could only book a economy ticket.

Shouln't he be happy to be free?

To be in the countrification of freedom?

Well, he was, kinda...

Grabbing his Grey backpack and sipping it open, he took out his brand new headphones and connected them per Bluetooth.

They were wireless, unlike his previous ones, with whom he would alwas get entangled to while drawing.

They just wouln't keep off him, always finding their way to his hair and arms and brushes and then 'PLOP', would knock down his ink, splashing all across his tutle arts.

Life s not fair.

And Laurens had to deal with it like an artist.

He would have to redraw his picture.

So he would get better every time.

He was an Optimistic person,normaly at least.

When he had enough sleep, eatable food and a cup of milk with honey.

Then the world as it was would be alright.

Of course he wished there to be no war, no suffering and zero hunger, though these where things that would always occur in society.

If there was any power, any great plan of somekind of supernatural being, he knew, that he, John Laurens, was not an important role in it.

John was just a boy, listing to the song "Silhouette" from his favorite Anime with his new Headphones.

It made him feel better.

Less stressed.

The sleepness night wouln't weight all the heavy on him.

The exact opposite, a smile softened his features. His eyes shined warmly in a deep green.

The teen pulled a slip of paper out of his jeans pocket. On it was the address, of the groups meetingpoint and below a phonenumber in case of an emergency.

Stuffing the paper back into his pocket, he made his way to the exit, where they should meet.

His steps fastend as the revolving doors finally came in sight.

John Laurens hands hardend their grib around the handle of his turtle green suitcase, ready to escape the wrath of freezing airconditioning and deafening speakers.

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Wordcount: 713

Hi there!

I'm going on a classtrip soon, so I uploaded Chapter 2 already, but because it's so short I'll try on updating another.

Enjoy your lifes!

Sincerly me

Next Part will be out on 24.02.2020!