Moving in with a gang

Chapter 1

It's 5:30 am, I am in my bedroom packing my stuff so I can go, and live with someone I have never met in my life great *note sarcasm*. The person I am going to be living with is my dad's childhood friend's son, and  I don't want to go but my dad told me I have to because he is going to Italy for a "business trip". I know he is going there to meet his girlfriend I mean it's 2 months in a row he has been going there, this is his 3rd time going this month, and I usually stay with my friends but their parents don't like me that much lets just say I am well known around Cali. I finished packing then went down the stairs to get something to eat, I made French toast then I went back up the stairs to get some sleep, and  woke up with my dad walking in my room.

"YOU'RE GOING TO MISS YOUR FLIGHT!" He shouts at me, I looked at him through half opened eyes, and still lying in bed.

"Calm down" I tell him, and he looked at me with pure anger. 

"HURRY UP, AND GET DRESSED THEN GET IN THE CAR" he yells at me. 

I nodded, went for a quick shower got out got, dressed then got in the car, and my dad looked at me.

"Have you got everything?" he asked me which  I nodded at him, and we got to the end of the street then I looked at my dad.

"Dad we have to go back to the house" I said to him, and my dad glanced at me.

"Why?" he asked me with a questioning look.

 "I haven't got my phone" I tell him. 

My dad sighed but drove home, I jumped inside got my phone then got back in the car, and my dad looked at me.

"Is that everything?" he asked me.

I nodded then we drove to the airport again, we arrived at the airport, and I got out the car my dad got my suitcase for me he gave me a hug.

"Call me when you land" he tells me.

I nodded, walked into the airport I gave the person my ticket, and then got in the plane. The plane landed in London, I got off the plane, and phoned my dad he answered on the first ring.

*Phone call*

Dad - "I take it you have landed?"

Me - "Yeah but I don't know where to go."

Dad - "Hold on I have an address for you" *gives me the address*

Me - "Thanks dad, and I will call as soon as I get to his house."

Dad - "Alright sweetie."

Me - "Dad I am 16 don't call me sweetie ever again."

Dad- *chuckles* "Okay bye Sapph, and be safe."

Me - "Always am bye love ya."

Dad - "Love ya too."

I hung up, got a taxi I told the driver the address then we arrived about 30 minutes later, and it looked like a normal house. I gave the driver £20 before I got out,  I walked up the footpath then  I knocked on the door, and waited but no answer so I knocked again but louder. Someone answered the door he was about 6'10" or something, he also had short curly hair, and he was tanned. I looked to see what he was wearing but regretted it because he was just wearing boxers, he has a six pack so he has a nice body, and he looked at me. 
  

"Look I don't know who you are, and if you are from the party last night I am sorry if me or one of the guys slept with you but we don't do relationships got it" he tells me, and I looked at him with a weird look.