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The pact

Hell above

I looked out of the window above my bed. The sky was dark grey, it looked kind off threatening. I really hoped it was going to rain. Maybe that sounds weird, but it was the only thing I was going to miss about this place.
I pressed my right cheek against the cold window. Something told me that I wasn't going to see much rain where I went and I wanted to remember I when I moved there. Probably because it always rained here and I actually kind of loved it. The sound, the cold weather, the rather depressing look of it. It gave me a feeling of calmness.
“Luna! Are you done packing, darling?” My mom screamed from downstairs.
“I have finished it days ago, mom” I yelled back, not taking my cheek off the window.
At that moment the sky gave in and thousands of little water drops fall from above. I smiled as I stood up from my bed and grabbed my backpack that contained all the stuff I needed during our flight. I checked for the millionth time today if my favourite book was in there. When I saw the damaged cover of Pride and Prejudice, I let out a sigh and looked around my room for one last time.
Not that it still looked like my room, all the furniture was gone and the only thing that was still there was my bed. My mom decided to leave it here, since I've had this bed for ages and it was time for me to have a double bed.
I let out another sigh as I walked out of the door and closed it behind me.
I was actually really eager to leave this place, especially after all that happened. But did my mom really have to choose America? I had never been there before but from the little knowledge I had gathered from TV and movies I knew they were really outgoing and I was the opposite. Apart from that, I knew people were going to make fun of me because of my accent. Yes, I was definitely ready for a new start, but why did we had to leave the country for it?

A few hours later my parents and I were in our plain, ready to leave Britain forever.
“How are you, darling? Do you feel alright? Are you excited?” My dad asked me. He sat on my right and was looking up from his newspaper.
To be honest, I really didn't know how to feel. I was numb and I had been for the last couple of weeks. I think I was just happy to have a change in my life. “yeah, I'm alright dad” I said to him. He looked at me like he expected me to say more, but I just took my book out of my bag and started reading it.
“This is flight 23459 from Heathrow airport to San Diego International Airport and I am your pilot for today” we suddenly heard from the intercom. “This plain will leave in 10 minutes, please remain seated as we take off and put on your safety belts.”
Flying wasn't really a new thing to me, so I didn't really listen when the flight attendant walked in and started explaining the safety rules. For some reason my dad was still listening to it, and he regularly travelled for his job.
I closed my eyes and tried to catch up on some sleep that I didn't get this night, my book resting on my lap. As I balanced on the edge of sleep I feel a hard kick to the back of my chair. I woke up and turned around to see a blonde boy around the age of 7 grinning at me. When he saw me, he kicked again and even harder. I opened my mouth to be angry at the kid, but my mom told me not to and I knew not to protest. She had always been very strict and I knew that I would only make it worse for myself if I'd protest. So I groaned and turned back around in my seat.
“This is going to be awful” I thought to myself and I was right. The boy kept kicking me the whole nine hour flight, my dad got mad at me for not being social and we had turbulence 8 times.

“LUNA!” my best friend screamed through the phone. “I already miss you! Please just come back! Luna, Luna where are thou Luna?”
I laughed. “well actually it is ‘why are thou Romeo?' and it doesn't mean ‘where are you?’, but ‘why is your name Romeo?’… I was expecting more from you, Casey”
“I was just being romantic! Why do you have to ruin it?” she said.
I loved how she could cheer me up in less than a minute. To be honest, I missed her already too. She was the only one who stayed by my side when every single one of my friends started to turn against me. And I owed her for that.
“So...how is San Diego?” she asked me.
“I have no idea to be honest” I said while smiling. “We're in this little restaurant on airport grounds and the first thing I did was calling you, so I haven't seen a thing yet.”
“oh, I love to be the first thing on your mind” she said and she laughed at her own joke.
This was kind of our humour. We always joked about getting married when we were older, if it would be legal by then. It wasn't anything serious, it was just extremely funny, at least, to us.
“Of course, baby you always are.” I said and I tried to sound like a typical American boy.
“Wow, cool accent Luun, you'll fit right in.” she said sarcastically.
We kept talking for a while and I totally forgot about time until Casey said: “But isn't calling to other countries fucking expensive? We've been talking for 45 minutes...your parents won't like that bill I suppose.”
I sighed, I didn't want to say goodbye to her. It would be definite if I'd hang up. It meant a new life in the USA and saying goodbye to my old life and my best friend. I wasn't going to see her for at least six months.
“Yeah, I suppose I have to hang up now” I said with a heavy heart.
She heard that I didn't feel good about it. Casey always knew when something was wrong. “It's going to be okay, Luun” she said. “and if they make tea jokes, just say that you'll take your earl grey and poor it over their fucking heads if they make a discriminating comment like that again”
I laughed. For some reason, this was exactly what I needed to hear.





Notes

So for some reason random links keep showing up in the text...idk why

sorry for my grammar mistakes (if I made them) my first language isn't english, so I still make mistakes sometimes

also I have never written anything before, so I don't know if this is any good. I just always make up these stories in my head ( wow that sounded creepy) and I thought it would be kinda cool to write one down.

anyways, I hope you guys enjoyed it!

xxx Nicky




Comments

@freedom_writer
Aww thank you so much! Sorry it has been so long since I updated, but I'll work on a chapter for the sequel today!

I found this last week and just finished it....you're my hero

freedom_writer freedom_writer
11/16/17

@rykercookies
well, thank you, you other wonderful person! :)

This is so good thank you, you wonderful person.

@Snowhite
Aww thanks!! I'll keep you up to date about the sequal ;)