With you

I thought my world was ruined. I thought it was over. I had given up. I never knew that living in London would ever be exciting. I was plain wrong.


1. The Move

"Hurry up!" she yelled. "We re going to miss the flight!" My mom was so impatient. I don't think she even cares about me. Because, if she did; We wouldn't be moving. I hugged Sofia one last time and I tear ran down my face. "I-I-I gotta go" I whispered. "Promise to text me every day." she choked. "Promise." I said before I grabbed my bag and walked away. I jumped into my moms car and she sped down the road. I stared at Sofia on the front lawn of my house until she was just a blur. A couple years ran down my face. I was so mad. I had promised myself I wouldn't cry anymore. Because it wouldn't change anything. I just need to suck it up and move on.

I waited for my mom to get the tickets from her purse and then u grabbed my bags and walked to the entrance of LA X. My mom followed close behind. I dat down in the waiting area and texted Sofia "I wish I could still be with you." The call number for our plane was projected on the loud speaker and my mom stood up and walked to the boarding. I slowly followed her. I savored every last moment in LA, my home. They took my bags and I boarded the plane. My moms boyfriend bought us first class seats but that wouldn't make up for anything. We were on our way to London. I gazed out the window and slowly drifted to sleep.

I saw Sofia through her bedroom window crying. I was trying to tell her that it's okay. But I couldn't. I couldn't see Sofia anymore. Shrieks and screams flooded my hearing. I looked up and saw a man with a gun pointed to Sofia. "You don't have to do this." she breathed. "And what it can be our little secret? I don't think so." Sofia inches closer and closer to her window. I heard a persons voice," Are you okay?" The man with the gun turned around and Sofia jumped out the window. I heard tons of gun shots and saw Sofia running. I woke up and the plane was on turbulence. I gasped and thought to myself over and over. "It was just a dream."

The plane took a landing and everyone left the plane. I saw my mom walking to the exit and I took as long as I could to follow her. I have never even met her boyfriend before so it was up to her to find him, in the middle of this busy airport with a gajillion people talking with accents. Good luck mom. I looked around and saw a man holding up a sign that said "Marina and Noah." Awesome, I bet my moms boyfriend didn't even come to pick us up himself. He just sent some fancy guy who drives a limo. WHATEVER! It's not gonna make me love him.
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