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..

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5. Miami

*Saturday-still*

We kept driving from what dad had said was Miami International Airport. I saw signs saying that the road we were going down was the road 836 I think. We went past two lakes that dad said were Lake Mahar and Lake Joanne. After about 10-15 minutes we came to Blue Lagoon, we had learnt about it a little in school but I ahd never actually considered how big it was. We kept driving for about another hour and went past another airport. Why couldn't we land there it would of been a shorter drive to wherever we are going.

"Dad tell me why we couldn't of landed there?!", I said pretty curious why we didn't.

"That over there isn't very good compared to where we landed only cheap people land over there Honey" He said with a cheeky grin.

I groaned.

"Ughhh, Dad just because you think you have all the money in the world doesn't mean everyone else is cheap!", I chuckled.

My favourite song came on the radio and I turned it up even louder than it was before. I started singing at the top of my voice.

Muma told me not to waste my life,

She saud spread your wings my little butterfly,

don't let what they say keep you up at night,

and if they hear

shhhh

then they can walk on by!

"Honey you can really sing!", Dad said obviously flattering me.

"No I can't", I sighed.

" Now your juts lying and being modest! Aren't you!" He began tiggling me on the neck and I began squirming like a piglet and squeling like one too.

By this time we had reached a bridge running croos the sea to the small islands called MacAuthur Causeway. Dad then picked up the pace as their was no traffic. Once we had crossed we were on Watson Island, and I can't believe I remember this from geography. The bridge trailed all the way to the other end Of Watson and kept going to roughly about half way across where my dad turned and sped down a little bridge to an Island called Palm Island.

"Is where our house is?", I asked.

"No its the next Island!"

I squeled. We were nearly there now! He drove round a round-about and we crossed another bridge.

"Is this where we're going to live?!?!"

"Welcome to your home Hibiscus Island!"

I screamed. I was so happy and excited. Dad drove round to the left of the island and stopped in front of a huge cream coloured house. I can't even describe how awesome it is. Two huge black gates and what seemed to a second floor door with a huge wooden doors on looking over the front of ther drive way. Every room I could see into seemed to have a balcony. This was my dream come true. My dad typed in some code ino a pad and the gates automatically swang open.

He drove in and parked the car.

"Dad you have over done yourself this time!" I looked stright towards the house, I wonder how much it had cost him.

"Nah"

"Now your the one that lying and being modest!" I ran towards the door with dad hot on my tail. We were both definitely eager to see the inside!

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