Love what you can't have

-Moving to Miami didn't seem... right. Something was going to happen, I could sense it. I knew it. But I didn't ever think it would change my life like it did...

Violet, your not so typical teenage girl who's father is by the way a billionaire, had to move to Miami from London. Never in a million years did she think that she would meet five boys that would change her life the way they did..


3. Getting on the plane


Neither me nor my dad said a word as we went down in the lift. We were leaving the place we both had lived ever since I was born. I was sad but excited. We arrived at the first floor, were the staff were ready to say there farewells. I stopped shook hands with a few people and snaked my way through the crowd. I went through the revolving door and headed to dads black Bentley. The chauffuer took my bag and opened the car door for me. I nodded at him in thanks. Once he had shut the door I curled up and plugged in my earphones. 

The music described exactly how I felt. Half of me had been torn away from the other half. Part of me will always be in London, and the rest will be in Florida. Where I will be living from now on, for a very long time until dad realizes I'm not his little girl anymore.

Eventually dad climbed into the car, told the chauffuer to step on it. I could see London whizzing past me, but I knew London couldn't see me. I didn't even say good bye to my family and friends. What about Tyler? He's my boyfriend, and I haven't even told him yet. What will I say? Hi Tyler I moved to Florida, see you soon! What about all of my friends, what will I tell them? I'll tell Lisa first. But I just don't know when. Probably on the plane, or maybe when I'm actually in Florida.

After getting through the heave of cars rushing around. We drove onto to airports runway. I could see the clean white jet awaiting our arrival. I checked my watch it had just gone five. Time to board, I thought. I climbed out of the car and ran over to the jet. The few stairs that led up to the seats automatically came down. I heard my dads loud footsteps thundering coming up behind me. I half jumped and half ran up the stairs.

As soon as I stepped in the jet, I could smell the luxury. I slipped my shoes off  and wiggled my toes. The carpet was cream and thick, and felt as though it moulded to the shape of my foot. To the right was a little wooden (oak, I think) table and two white leather spin around chairs with two fluffy black cushions piled on top. Opposite to the table and chairs was a brown vintage sofa, that I immediatly fell in love with. A few paces back was a black door, with a white marble handle. I'll explore that when I get bored, I thought, or when I can't stand Dad.

I went and sat on the couch, with my bare feet  crossed. I plugged in my earphones and turned on my Ipod on and put on some music. My dad walked over to one of the leather chairs and pulled his  laptop out of his black rucsak. I saw him click on this and then that, and then it all got confusing! Out came the book. It was the first in the series of romance novels. Just my style. I opened it up, but I couldn't actually read it because something else was on my mind.

"Dad why are we moving to Florida? Did you meet a 'girl' or something", I said sarcastically. Only his silence followed.

"OMG, you met a girl!", I said, well said is a understatement. " We're moving all the way to bloody Florida just so you can be with a girl! A girl that may just like you because your rich and you can buy her anything she wants!", I calmed myself down and asked him  question. "Whats through that door?", I poitned to the door nearest the back of the jet.

"There's a lust a little room with a bed in", he said like a bed being in a jet was nothing. I got of the sofa and walked over to the door.

"Where are you going?", dad asked.

"Away from you", I answered. I opened the white door, stepped through and slammed it behind me. I dumped my bags on the floor and flung myself onto the bed. It had one of those mattresses that moulds to your shape. I closed my eyes, and felt my mind shut down.


The ringing of my phone awoke me from my sleep. It was Lisa, might as well answer. I put my phone to my ear.

"Hi Lisa", I said.

"Hi V, where are you this party is awesome. Anyway you'll never guess............", she droned on about something very important, giving me all the details.

"WHAT! Call you back later", and with that I hung up.

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