School of the Arts

As we pull up to Heathrow Airport I feel tears begin to well up.

Damn it Kat, you promised yourself you wouldn't cry.

"We're here," my step-dad, Andrew, says sadly. I sigh and step out of the car to be greeted by a light London drizzle.

"I'll grab your bags," my step brother, Nick, says and gives me a small smile. I shiver and pull my cardigan tighter in attempts to block out the cold wind. I feel an arm wrap around me and look up to see my step-dad.

"Are you excited to leave this weather?" he asks.

"God yes! Australian weather will be far nicer," I reply, making myself giddy with excitement all over again.

"I might just have to hide in your bags and come with you if it means escaping this drab weather," he says, nudging me lightly. I smile and rest my head on his chest. You know how in movies and things the protagonist always hates their step-parent and all they want is their biological one? For me it's almost the exact opposite. My biological dad died when I was 3 so I have pretty much no memories of him. Andrew has been in my life since I was 6 and his been so incredibly good to me. His son, Nick, has been with me through everything. When I was bullied in school, he put an end to it instantly. When my first middle school "boyfriend" cheated on me, he gave him a little "talking to". Even though he's only about seven months older than me he still treats me like his baby sister and I'd be lying if I said I didn't love it.

"I'm gonna miss you so much," I say sadly, wrapping my arms around his torso. He's really buff for his age.

"I'll miss you more kiddo," he says kissing the top of my head. "Have lot's of fun, make friends, do well, take care of yourself-" he rambles but I cut him off.

"I know dad, Jeez," I roll my eyes playfully and he gives me a goofy look.

"No eye-rolling missy," he warns and I giggle.

"Stop hogging my daughter," my mum says and Andrew kisses my head once more before letting me go to my mum. I hug her tight and she somehow manages to hug me back even tighter.

"Mum...can't...breath..." I choke out and she let's me out of her death grip.

"I'm sorry sweetie, I'm just going to miss you so much," she says sadly and wipes a tear away.

"I'll miss you too mum," I say and hug her tightly again.

"Enjoy yourself darling, I know how much you've wanted this," she says.

"We all know how much she's wanted this," Nick jokes, placing my bags down next to me. "She won't shut up about it."

"Oh leave her be would you? She has every right to be excited," Andrew says, pushing Nick lightly with a laugh. Nick pulls me into his warm embrace and I inhale his familiar sent. As lame as this sounds Nick isn't just my step brother, he's like my best friend. I'll miss him so much,

"I'll miss you kiddo," he mumbles.

"You are literally seven months older than me," I counter.

"Yeah well I'm still older," he says and gives me a little glare.

"Whatever Nick," I say and roll my eyes playfully.

"Just enjoy yourself okay? Have fun and do well. You still have to treat it like school even thou-"

"I know, I know. God Nick, you're my step-brother, not my dad," I whine.

"I'm sorry, I'm just worried about you. If anyone hassles you, if any boys look at you, call me and I'll fly over there to beat them up."

"That won't be necessary ," I laugh lightly and he gives me a serious look.

"Yes it will. Now shoo, before you miss your flight," Nick says as he releases me from his embrace. I give each of them another quick hug before picking up my bags.

"I'll miss you guys," I say.

"We'll miss you more," my mum says and I walk into the busy terminal, waving one last time.

I get through security quite quickly and sit down at the gate, waiting for my boarding group to be called. Once it is I quickly get into line and am in my seat within a few minutes. I take out my phone to switch to airplane mode when I see I have a few new messages. They are all goodbye messages from my friends and I smiles as I scroll through them. The last one grabs my attention more than the others.

Dylan (AN: her now ex-boyfriend)
I hope you have a safe flight. Have fun at SOTA and make lots of new friends. I wish things didn't have to end. I still love you, I hope you know that. xoxoxo

I wish things didn't have to end too, but the distance would make things far too complicated. Dylan was literally the sweetest, most perfect, boyfriend a girl could ask for. He wasn't just my boyfriend, he was also my best friend. I sigh and put on some music. This will be a long flight.

Notes

Yay it's the first chapter!!! So, I wrote this while watching a really fucking scary episode of Teen Wolf so I'm kinda freaking out right now. Someone hold me please? Much appreciated.
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