I found a boy {Austin Mahone}

When we first started moving around I never ever thought it would be like this. The strange thing for me wasn't the moving, but the people we kept running into. I found a boy a long time ago, and he just kept showing up everywhere. It was kinda scaring me, but he seemed nice. Though he was everywhere! La Vernia, Houston, San Antnio, Los Angeles, New York, London and now here... Rosie what are you getting yourself into?
Meet Rosie Baine, 16 year old young girl originally from Boston, Massachusetts who moves around all the time, but everything changes the day her and her family moves into a huge apartment in Miami, Florida. She sees her new neighbor and suddenly life is changed once again, as she again found him. The boy.


1. My new home

Miami a city located on the Atlantic coast in southeastern Florida and the county seat of Miami-Dade County. The 42nd largest city proper in the United States, with a population of 413,892, it is the principal, central, and most populous city of the Miami metropolitan area, and the most populous metropolis in the Southeastern United States, also known as my new home. But also home or ex-home of many people such as actors like; David Caruso, Gail Edwards and Yani Gellman, or musicians like Sean Kingston, Flo Rida and David Archuleta.  It was a dream for me to move here for a long time, and now it was finally happening. You might think it’s a stupid year to move as I’m 16 and only have one year left of high school, but to be honest I had always been homeschooled as my mother thought it would be better for me in the end. She always explained it for me in this special way.

“Rosie, you’re homeschooled, because I don’t want to put you into a classroom with 25 other students that you’re somehow forced to establish a friendship or a hate. When you’re here at home you will be able to choose your own friends, instead of being forced to be around other kids.” 

For a long time it didn’t make sense to me. Why would I need to stay away from people at school? Wouldn’t it just turn me into some sort of social loser? But for some reason it hadn’t. I had always been quite good friends with all the people from all the places we had lived, and it was easy for me to make a bunch of new friends. I guess it was because of the way I had been taught to treat people. For my mother it had always been important that I was treating people nicely and as my friends instead of enemies, celebrities or whatever they actually were. This had turned out good most of my life, but of course I just couldn’t get along with everyone, and as she told me that was okay as well, because that wasn’t what this was about in the end.

I went out on the balcony that was, luckily for me, in my new room. We had two balconies, one from the new living room and one from my bedroom. I had begged my parents for a long time to get that room, and they had given in after a long discussion. I sat down on the ground with my guitar that for some reason was placed out here. I hadn’t been playing for a while as I had most recently spent most of my time packing and unpacking. I was used to travel a lot so I never really knew if I wanted to unpack my things, but some of my stuff like my guitar, my history books and some of the other things I enjoyed always had a bag for themselves and were always the first things I was unpacking. My family lived in a special way, a way I didn’t know whether I could continue live in or not. We usually moved to a place, my parents would good jobs, I’d get some great friends and we would spend quite some time at that one place, but as soon as we found someplace new that seemed interesting or just had a job for my parents and we had the money to moved, we did so, which means I’ve lived pretty much everywhere in the world.

I was running my fingers over the strings on my guitar and played the song a boy taught me a long time ago when I was living in Manchester in England. He was the one who had taught me everything I knew about guitars, and for some reason it had stuck there with me ever since. I smiled at myself as I kept playing the song that was almost as old as me before I started singing.

“I wish you would step back from that ledge my friend. You could cut ties with all the lies, that you’ve been living in. And if you do not want to see me again, I would understand. I would understand.”

I looked up as I heard someone talking very close to me, and looked over at the building on the other side of mine. There was a big buff guy who was on the phone. He looked nice and young. I really liked the tattoos that covered all of what was visible of his body. He was probably in his early twenties and probably some sort of gorilla or something like that. He looked nice, but not the kind off dude you would mess around with, yet I was surprised and my suspicions were wrong, because soon a kid my age, maybe a little older, ran out of the door and jumped up on his back. They were both wearing beanies and from my seat they could easily have been brothers with a huge age difference.

I dragged my attention back towards my guitar and started playing again, but the noise from the two boys on the other side soon made it hard for me to concentrate on playing. They were in the middle of some fight and it was bothering me a lot. I rolled my eyes after they for the third time had made me lose focus and started playing my song again. Every time they stopped me I started a new song, to hopefully distract them at some point as well.

“Let’s go to the beach each, let’s go get away, they say what they gonna say? Have a drink clink found the bud light. Bad bitches like me is hard to come by. The patron own let’s go get it on. The zone own yes I’m in the zone. Is it two, three, leave a good tip, I’ma blow all my money and don’t give two shits.”

That’s when I caught their attention. The two boys were staring at me, somehow laughing yet taking me serious, and that’s when I realized who was standing in front of me. My life was all of a sudden changed, and I knew everything was going to be different from now on. I couldn’t believe I had just made a fool out of myself, when he out of all people was my neighbor. Why him? Why Austin Mahone? 

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