I let out a groan of annoyance when I hear my alarm clock screeching in my ear waking me up.
I know I can't just turn it off and go back to sleep like I always do because today I have go to England.My plane picks me up at 8 o'clock in the morning. It's currently 7 o'clock.
I slip out of bed shivering as the cold air touches my skin. I so badly just want to go back to bed but my mom will kill me if I do.
I throw on a nirvana shirt laying on the ground along with black leggings and put my long brown hair up in a pony tail and grab my suit cases and sit them by my door as I go to the bathroom and brush my teeth.
I look and the mirror and am not happy with what I see. I have dark circles under my eyes and my skin is as pale as snow. I look like shít none the less. I don't bother and put on any makeup for that I'm going to be on a plane for 10 hours straight and I'll either be reading or sleeping the whole time.
After I finish brushing my teeth and washing my face I grab my suit cases and go into the kitchen.
I'm greeted by the smell of burnt bacon and eggs as I look at my mom who actually attempted to look nice today. She's wearing a blue blouse and pencil skirt with her hair in a sagging bun.
"Oh hi hun" my mom says cheerfully as she sits the burnt food on the table in front of me.
"Uh morning. Why are you so cheerful? It was just last week that you were fighting with your lawyer about going to that shít rehab center" I ask as I pull out my seat making it make a scratching noise causing me to cringe.
"Well I decided that the rehab would actually help me. I really need to get clean." My mom's says while grabbing a piece of bacon and biting into it her face immediately scrunches up and she spits it out and stands up grabbing her plate along with mine.
"Yeah, right." I mumble not believing a thing she says. She was probably forced into having to go to rehab being that our price of shít lawyer didn't even try to help her in court.
My mom used to be a clean kept and well mannered woman. But when my father died when I was three, everything went downhill. She got involved with drugs, is constantly drinking and going out late at night to hell knows where.
If you were to look at her now and to what she used to be. You'd be totally baffled by the difference. I tried to help her out of her situation by telling her that my father wouldn't want all of this to be happening to her but she would just yell at me saying that I don't down anything of what my father would want. After years of trying, I just gave up. It wasn't long later that she started selling drugs and of course with just her luck, she was caught by the cops and that let to her going to court and having to go to rehab for a year.
"I really am sorry about everything I've done to you Luna. This what best for the both of us." My mom says as she throws away our food clearly disappointed with how it turned out.
"Why can't I just stay here? Why do I have to go to stupid England?" I raise my voice at her throwing my arms in the air.
"You can't just stay here all by yourself, you're only 17. I thought you would be excited to go see your cousins over in England?" My mom says disappointed.
"All of my friends are here mom. When I go to England there is going to be no one there except my cousins." I whine as I sit down on a bar stool.
My mom looks over at me with a pleading look and says "I'm sorry but you have to go. I think it will do you good to start fresh and meet new people." My mom says softly as she walks over to me and sits her hand on my knee looking into my eyes with a pleading look.
"Whatever, the only reason why I'm not arguing is because I'm to tired to." I say defeated and slouch in my seat still looking at my mom who's grinning from ear to ear. I really don't want to go to England but I want to make my mom happy so I just stop arguing.
"What are their names?"
"What?" My mom's says with confusion all over her face.
"What are their names? My cousins names?" I blatantly say.
"Oh. Of course you know my sisters name so I'm not going to tell you it. She has three kids, the youngest is Izabella she's 7, the middle is Ethan he's 14, and the oldest who I think is named Harden, he's 19."
"I didn't know she had 3 kids. I thought Katheryn only had 2?" I've never heard of her having a kid named Harden.
"I'm sorry. I forgot to mention that Harden is adopted." My mom giggles while slapping her forehead.
"Um okay then. We need to go. It's already 7:30." I jump up and grab my suit cases that I sat by the door and look around my house savoring the memory of it since I'm going to be gone for a whole year.
My mom enters the living room with her purse with her keys in hand.
All of her things were already brought to the rehab facility, so she doesn't have anything else with her.
We walk down the apartment stairs and out into the parking lot. She unlocks her car and pops the trunk for me to put my suit cases in.
I get into the passenger seat quickly buckling my seat belt and look over at my mom as she starts the car.
"You ready?" She grins.
"Yup" I slide my seat belt over me hearing the 'click'
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