So... I guess I should start with my name. It's Amber, plain and boring pretty much like me. I live in England for now but weirdly because I got kicked out of my last school the only school that will accept me is in freaking Sydney. I have a feeling my whore of a mother made some sick deal with the head teacher to get me in. She hates me. Everyone does, I'm a horrible person I know this, I hate this. The thousands of scars all over my body prove this. Leaving England should be great really everyone always say they wanna move out of the gloom. But the incessant gloom is beautiful to me, it matches my miserable mood that seems to constantly be with me. I sighed. My mother or Becky as I call her was glowering at me over her stupid magazine. I guess it's time for me to board my plane. Don't be alarmed or anything I'm going to live with my grandmother Becky isn't that irresponsible I don't think. But I never new my grandmother so im basically living in a strangers house. I got up from the hard airport seat and made my way to the plane. Becky didn't hug me before I left or shout any heartfelt words to me, she just clinically nodded at me only this time I felt a bit of emotion in her gaze. My heart constricted as I turned and slowly walked towards the plane. I took a deep breath. It's the start of a new beginning I thought optimistically...
OMGEEEERD so like this is my first ever story an if you could read it that would be cool. If you comment and vote for it that would be awesome, I know this bit sucks but I'm just getting warmed up I promise. Big kisses to whoever reads this -Bee👑
