"3-2-1 Happy New Year!!" I screamed at the top of my lungs, watching the harbour bridge light up with all different colours was magical, I was happy. Everyone around me were happy, my family, and the sea of strangers surrounding me.
"Katherine sweetie, are you happy?" Mum said face full of excitement but worry.
I thought about this question, mum she was worried this would bring back sad memories. The last time I was here, I was with my nan and pop. But looking at the fireworks and the happy faces I realised I am happy, yes there's a part of me that wants to cry. But my happiness over-rides my sad.
I looked at mum with happiness and sadness on my face and said "yes I am mum, I'm happy and I'm sad but we will talk about this later, I want to look at the fireworks" but really I didn't want to talk about it.
We stayed in a hotel for the night, considering we live 2 hours away from here and we just didn't want to drive back tonight.
When we reached our room, My brothers, Jason and Noah, fought over the beds like animals. Thankfully dad didn't want to put up with they're shit so he assigned the beds for all of us, Jason and Noah shared a bed and mum and dad shared a bed, I had my own single bed. When they were already for bed they crashed as soon as they're heads hit the pillows, but sleep wouldn't come for me, I kept on thinking about the last time I was here.On my 12th birthday my pop always said he'd take me to Sydney and go to the harbour bridge. But 4-5 years past and he still didn't take me but in 2012 he took me there on New Years with my nan and the three of us watched the fireworks together. Watching the day go from 2012 to 2013. I was excited to watch the fireworks for the first time in my life.
The memory isn't sad it's what happened a few months later.
After thinking about this I drifted off into the world of sleep.• • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • •
In the morning we drove back to were I live in Dubbo. The drive was long and boring, Jason and Noah were sitting either side of me because they always fight. It's like putting a cat and dog in a cage together. It's not pretty, but it's bloody amusing to watch.
I was listening to music when I felt something flicking my leg, I snapped my head around and saw Noah causing trouble and trying to annoy me, and it's working.
"What the hell Noah?!" I yelled in anger."What? I'm bored" he said with smirk his face while he continues doing it.
"Stop it you piece of shit" I slapped his hand away.
"Nah I'm all good" he laughed his annoying laugh, you know the one were you just wanna rip your hair out? That one.
"Fucken hell, if you don't stop I'm going to strangle you in your sleep" I explained the threat to him.
"Dad, Cat said she's going to strangle me" he said quite loudly and to dad.
"Cat did you say that" he said amused but also curious with a hint of disappointment all over his face when he looked back in the review mirror.
I glared at Noah and hit him in the stomach. "Dad I didn't say shit ,he's lying. He kept on flicking me when I told him to stop" I explained to dad trying to get Noah in trouble instead of me. It's nothing new, getting Noah in trouble. Like this one time when I took money out of the car and blamed it on Noah, because he's an annoying little shit who deserves it. Plus he's a thief and a lier, he takes money out of the car all the time.
"Well, both of you shut up and stop fighting, I'm driving. Noah keep your hands to yourself and Cat go back to doing whatever you were doing, we are only an hour away from Dubbo he said.
"Fine" we both said unison.
I went back to listening to some music. Thinking about what I'm going to do for the rest of the holidays...
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Kiss me
Teen FictionCreating another one similar, this one got too confusing and jumbled up, it's still going to be called kiss me