Mixed(emotions)tape *Luke Hemmings*

The restart

*Abbey Pov*
It's odd driving down a street that you hardly remember, you'd think it bring back memories, I honestly wish it did. My mother aka the bitchy queen also known as the "I'll be back in a few days I promise sweetie" woman who sadly "borned" me (yes I say borned because it mildly annoys her) made the executive decision to move to Australia, something about going back to our roots or whatever.

Jonah was more than happy to move back, this was his home,he was born here, however, my dad was born here and I guess my mother thought moving back might bring us closer together. That kinda crap drives me up a wall, the death of my father, aunt, and uncle should've brought us together.
It sorta happened like this, my mom became distant and me and Jonah fended for ourselves for a while.

Anyways enough about me.
Focus on driving, breathing, an escape plan if necessary.

I finally find the new house and crank my music louder "dammit" by blink how fitting. My black Cadillac cruises into the long narrow driveway. I turn off the engine and sit there in my car in-denial that I'm not in LA anymore.

I realize my stereos still going and it seems to be getting the attention of four guys sitting on the porch of the house next to mine. Great way to make a first impression weird out the neighbors. I can't see distance very well but they look slightly attractive wait double take one has pink hair, and I thought Cali had some weirdos.

"ABBEY GET UR ASS UP AND HELP ME"

Oh Jonah my wonderful cousin love him to bits "gags" I climb out of my car trying to avoid the eyes of the guys next door.
"Well good morning to you too jonesie"
I smirk he hates when I call him that. "Whatever, how was ur flight?" He says half trying to balance a box under each arm and drink his redbull at the same time.

"ah just peachy I watched my dreams fade in the clouds."

I grimaced I could feel four sets of eyes starring from a few feet away. "Hey Abbs will you at least give this place a shot, it was, i-is my home, our home."

I gave him a faint smile "No promises that I'll like it."

"Oh Abbey, honey, how are you, jet lagged, hungry?"

My mother she could've been a movie star blonde hair, green piercing eyes, not gonna lie killer wardrobe. I'm not at best terms with my mother at the moment, I didn't know we were moving until three says before we left.
Not only was I ticked off about moving in the first place, but I had three days to pack up everything and say good bye to the only place I ever knew.

"I'm fine thanks. When's the moving truck getting here?" I bitterly replied. I hated when my mom acted like this, hell it was an act.

"It'll be here soon, in the mean while let's empty out the boxes we have now. you're gonna love your room, Abbey it has a lovely balcony and closet." She soothingly cooed.

I can tell, she's going on a business trip soon, you could always tell she's nice, and makes cookies then it's see ya in a few weeks.
I stashed my ray-bans on my dash and popped the trunk of my car. Four eyes still starring. I grabbed my purse, guitar, several sweatshirts I had collected over the years, slammed the trunk and strutted into my house.