Chapter four - new people . New York

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24 hours. that's how long they said i had. and thats how long i sat there in that bathroom cuddling that damned stuffed animal.

so 24 hours later they came , all buseness siuts , perfect hair and all. and so when they came i simply got up form my pitiful sate ingnoring there stupid quistions and there stupid so called "comforting words" and went to get the one thing she couldn't take away from me.

the only thing i can truly love with all my heart. my music. now i cant go and ship some old smelly grand piano. nope just the old wire bound note book filled with hundreds of songs and symphony's

. so thats what i had with me , the cloths on my back an old book, thats what i started with my new beginning.......

How depressing.

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17 hours later , 3 delayed flights , one hotdog incedence and fats sweaty old guy drooling on my shoulder and i finly arrive in the New York air port! I was so relived!

I honestly wanted jump up and down screaming 'LAND! BEAUTIFUL LAND!' of course that would be completely CRAZY! So I reframed form the temptation. Now imagine being a mouse.

A really small mouse running across a high way. Now all the cars know where there going but you don't freaking know when you can breath again getin fear of getting killed!

Ya that's me form ya in the air port seeing as I had no clue as to where I was supposed to be going. so as people rush by me I scan the crowed looking for... well I didn't really know what I was looking for I just wanted to look like I knew what I was doing.

But as time passed by I don't and people start to rush around I feel the panic start to grow. I don't like being touched that much as you can believe.

So when there are hundreds of people brushing against me trying to get to their flights you can imagine my comfort levels dropping and my 'scared shitless' Levels rising.

When I am nervous or start to panic I do this thing with my fingers on my leg. It looks like I some people I'm just drumming them vary fast but I'm actually playing by heart piano music. It's calms me down an helps me think.

So as my eyes are closed and my fingers are playing away in my thighs by book my Side I don't notice some one approach me until they clear their throat making me open my eyes and tense up. In front of me are 3 boys.

The middle one looks to be around 19 and the other two look to be about 15. i think their twins cause they look identical.

I Drop my eyes to the ground and clutch my book to my chest. Backing up slightly I start to panic again at the sight of them. They bring back bad memories.

"I'm sorry" I whisper as I start to turn around so I can run and hid in the bathrooms or something."no wait!" One the guys says as I start to turn around.

I pause my yes still on the ground to afraid move. "Are you Lena ?" The older one says and I nod hesitantly.

My head still down my hair covering my pale face. Looking up slightly i see One of the twins slaps the other on the back grinning like happily.

" Finley! We have been looking all over for you! I'm Adim. this is dylan" adim has black hair . he points to the older one with dirty bold hair but I don't know what color of eyes he has."and this ugly ass over here is Wes."

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