I didn't want to leave. I didn't want to leave my family and friends. I know I would miss them terribly. My dad is moving to Australia, and I kinda' had to go with him. I couldn't stay at home in England with my mum, because I didn't have one. She left me and my dad when I was about 3. I don't remember anything about her. My dad says that i've got her blonde hair and cool blue eyes. To be honest I don't want anything to do with her. She packed up and left just because she found someone younger and better looking. some mother she was.
It was 4:00AM when we left for our new life in Australia. We had to fly to Malasia first though, as there isn't a flight that takes you straight to OZ, which sucks as I hate to fly. When we arrived in Australia, the blistering heat was the first thing I noticed. I travelled in my sweat-pants, so my legs felt hot and sticky. The place we had was cute and cosy. It was cool to leave somewhere hot for once. My dad finally seemed contempt. He would earn more here with his new job than he did in England so that, I know, will make him happier.
The next day I had school. Some prepy, blemish-free faced girls introduced me into their high-school, which frustrated me as I didn't like to mix with those sort of people. I knew they couldn't wait to see the back of me anyway. In home room I sat next to this girl named Casey. We got on pretty well from the start. Her hair was black with purple dip-die at the ends and tattoos ran up and down her arms. A nose ring hung from her nose and rings surrounded her tan fingers, which had black fingernails at the tips. I took her number and I will probably text her later.
Chemistry was my last lesson of the day. I was located to sit by the window, which I appreciated because it was so stuffy in the classroom. Infront of me sat this nerdy looking girl who didnt even bother to say hi, and next to her sat a ginger boy with freckles covering his nose and cheeks. His braces made him spit when he asked me for my name. It was 10 minutes in when my lab partner finally decided to show up. He struted in, giggling at his brown eyed, dark haired friend across the room. The teacher seemed oblivious at his late entrance and carried on scribbling on the chalkboard. The boy took a seat next to mine and I could smell his candyfloss gum he was chewing. His hair was blonde and swept across his forehead then back. His teeth showed when he smiled, and his nose crinkled when he got confused at the work. He told me his name was Luke Hemmings and that he knew mine already. He was wearing black skinny jeans like I was, and a nirvana shirt with rolled up sleeves. He had this habbit of biting the end of his pen when he concentrated, and glancing over to his friend and laughing when he got the answer wrong. We didnt talk much. I found it awkward to create conversation as his good-looks made me nervous.
The next day I seemed more talkative. I was extremely jet-lagged and had been sipping at my coffee flask all morning. When chemistry was next on my lesson plan, I stared at the door waiting for him to walk in. He arrived with his brown eyed friend and this other tall boy, who sat by the friend. When he sat next to me, he chuckled when I repeated myself and commented on how he liked my English accent. We had to join up with another pair that lesson, and Luke took the lead as I hadn't really made any friends yet. He called over the other two boys whos names I now know are Calum (dark haired boy) and Mikey (the friend) . All they talked about was this dorky band they were in and how they needed to wait after school for some drummer to pick them up. Mikey kept teasing Luke about a recent relationship he had just gotten out of, which made me smirk, as it confirmed he was single. Calum just kept muttering about how he hated school whilst he continuously sang Blink-182 throughout the lesson. I felt like joining in, but I know they would just think of me as weird... At the end of chemistry, we were told we were to hand in some project in 2 months with our groups. I know I would end up doing all the work, as they loave school and probably have shitty band practise or something.
