A friend of a friend, these strangers at the party never paid
I fucking hate planes. What is so appealing about spending hours cooped up in a plane breathing everyone else s' air and having someone kick your seat the whole way? I'm about ready to deliver the next slow walking person with a flying kick tot eh face.
i guess i should explain: my names Bethany wright (but people call me Beth) I'm 17 and I'm English. I'm being forced to live out here for the next god knows how long with my uncle and his wife and baby. it would be lovely if i didn't have to LIVE here, i don't know any one here, I'm already missing my friends and because if time difference, the likelihood of me speaking to them is slim to nothing.
i was snapped out of my angry thoughts as i heard an unfamiliar voice shouting my childhood nickname.
"booboo" i could hear uncle shout. glancing around as i looked for his face "booboo" i heard him repeat as i finally found him,, running with my arms open, pulling him into a hug,. having not seen this man in at lease 5 years i was slightly emotional as he was practically my big brother. glancing around i saw people giving me dirty looks and i realize i had been crying, undoubtedly leaving thick black marks from where my eyeliner was, i notice a big black mark had formed where my face was, ruining my uncles top.
"sorry paulie"(i nick named him paulie as his name is really paul) i mumbled as we started to walk through the exit.
"i don't mind, I've missed my booboo too" he said as he hugged me once more before letting me in his car, putting my things in the back.
the car ride was short and sweet, due to him blasting his favourite CD or all time, aenima by a band called tool, he used to play this to me if he took me out and it bought back memories of how much I'm going to miss home.
i think i must have dozeed off in the car, as when i woke up i was in a very simple cream colored room, my bags and things were on the floor and there was a bottle of water on my nightstand for me -good old paulie- there was a chest of draws with a mirror on top whis is where i will probably end up doing my make-up, a nice spacious wardrobe with a full body mirror and a plug socket near by, that's where ill end up doing my hair. i was about to walk down to see everyone when i saw my a load of my old mates had text me:
little harry:) :hope my favourite giant wont forget me! party hard and smoke those trees;)
me :ill never forget my little harry and no trees are safe from me;) missing you already!
charlie:* :missing you lots, hope to see you soon
lucyisawsome: beth, missing you soooo much, we love you loads and dont forget skypeee! xxxxx
the next couple really broke my heart, sending tears down my cheeks.
sissy (harriet):)*: missing you so much already bro, love you so much dont forget that. i wont forget you no matter what and i WILL come and see you, okay. love you lots xxx
the last one was from both harriet and lucy's boyfriends. it really made me smile. that they cared enough to text me.
dansanipplev.v: i love you beth! seriously me and james will miss our fluffy monster lots, you've helped both our girlfriends through alot and we appreciate that:) love dan and the unicorn x
i decided to reply to the rest later when ive sen my uncle and i might go for a walk somewhere, pulling a clean top out of my bag and putting it on, i went to see my new family.
so this is my first fanfiction and the idea has been floating round my head for a while. so comment rate and subscribe for a free unicorn:)