*Alex's POV*

"Alex!" my mum calls me from downstairs, making me groan to myself and hoping out of bed, tucking my sheets in neatly and placing my pillows carefully on top. All i had left in my room was a bed in the centre and boxes lying around.


"Alexia!" she called again. I started to walk down the stairs to hear the tear of my dad reading the newspaper and my mum cooking breakfast.


"Oh good, you're up" she said handing me a plate of strawberry pancakes and a glass of orange juice.


Oh course my mum looked perfect, with her dark black hair curled to perfection. It 6:00am! who looks that perfect in the morning? Well not me, that for sure. I was wearing my teddy bear pyjama pants and a grey sweatshirt, with pieces of my hair flicking everywhere.. I'm NOT a morning person.


"So today's our big dad" my dad exclaimed, resting the newspaper down from his face onto the kitchen counter.


"Ohh dad don’t remind me" I sighed. Today was the day i was moving to Australia, leaving all my friends and school work behind in Chicago. "Why do we have to leave America? i love it here!"


"I know you do Al, but we've been over this, the company offered me a promotion and I just had to take it" my dad reminds me. I am annoyed of the fact that taking the promotion means that we have to move countries, but my heart ached when my dad calls me ‘Al’.


“Whatever” i huffed, finishing my breakfast and then chugging down my glass of juice. “I’m gonna go shower” i said bringing my plate to the sink and walked upstairs.
“Dont be too long, we leave in three hours” my mum calls out reminding me that i have so much time and don’t need to rush.



I stripped down and hoped in the shower, letting the hot water loosen my strained and stressed muscles. I started to ponder of all the memories of this house and how I’d be leaving it behind. All the memories i’ve had at school like when i made my new befriend Becca or when Nathan asked me to prom.


All that, would be left behind.


After realising that I have spent, too much time in the shower, i got out and wrapped the towel firmly around my wet body.


I did my usual makeup routine, and made sure my hair was slicked back perfectly in my ponytail or i know my mum would kill me.


She has always been a perfectionist and I guess she’s turned me into one.


I threw on my final outfit, including my lucky bracelet and making sure i would be comfortable for the plane ride and started to pack up more boxes and bring them down stairs.

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“You ready?” my dad said from inside the cab. I waited a little outside admiring the house i had grown up in.


“Yea, i am” i lied, how can i be ready to move away from my home town? And too top it off; it was my senior year at the high school of my dreams. Well her goes nothing..


Goodbye Chicago.


During the cab ride i remained mute. I wouldn’t dare to speak to my parents. Im 18 i should be living by myself and staying in America, but they wouldn’t understand. My dad is very over protective over me, which is why ive never had a boyfriend, and my mum doesn’t let me go out with my friends. I’m not living life to the fullest and maybe, just maybe things can change in Australia.

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“Gary, “ My mum called out for my dad “are you sure we are going to make the flight?”


“Relax Margret, the plane leaves in 45 minutes” he cools her rubbing her knee, comforting her. My mum was being her usual self making sure we were always early and ready for everything. As per normal.


I played with the band of my bracelet praying that time would just pass. Pass so fast forward that i would be older and getting ready to move back to America, but things are so easy.


After hearing the first call for our flight, we were on the plane. Me sitting on the window side while my parents sat across the row from me, leaving a spot for a random stranger to sit next to me.


I see a around 70 year old man walking up the aisle of the plane, and i am just praying that he isn’t heading for the sit next to mine. Please don’t, Please don’t Please don-


“Uh huh! Here’s my sit” he chuckles giving me a corny smile. I politely (and sarcastically) give him a smile back while he takes the seat next to mine.


The plane starts to move as a grab the headphones from the front pockets of my jeans.


“You know...” the old man next to me starts “I used to be a pilot, i think it was back in 199-“ and that story was enough to put me asleep.


I feel one of the flight attendants cover me with a blanket and i silently thank them, drifting off to my dreams.

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“Alex!” i bolt up as i feel my mother shaking me from my sleep “Were here!” she exclaims, excitedly. I open my eyes more to see that the old man, and most of the passengers have left the plane leaving only my family and I.


I grab my carryon bag, from above the seat, and steal a quick glance from outside the plane window, noticing that its summer time her in Sydney, my favorite season.


When our cab arrives i quickly pull off my cardigan as my body is adjusting the heat here.
Driving through the city away from the airport i noticed all the landmarks i saw in my dad’s brochures.


After what felt like hours of driving, we pulled up to the little apartment we rented in town. I guess it wasn’t so bad

And maybe, this won’t be so bad after all...

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