By Kaila Gilliam
Vanessa's POV
"I'll miss you, mommy." I whimpered to her.
"I know, honey." She said pulling me in a comforting hug. "But you'll have a wonderful time at Aunt Clara's home."
She suddenly let go of me and looked deep into my eyes. Her light green eyes sending a secret message to my crystal blue ones, saying "be strong". I nodded and she kissed me on my forehead.
"Bye, Nessa."
"Bye mommy, Madison." I replied while walking to the entrance to the plane struggling with my guitar case. I gave the man my ticket and he smiled, ripped it and gave it back to me.
When I got on plane, I was having a hard time find my seat. The paper said 2b. My eye caught that exact thing and I frowned at the view in front of me. An overweight man's butt crack bending down to get something from under the seat. Yuck.
I put my guitar case and my suitcase on the top compartment and mentally screamed in frustration at how I always seem to have bad luck. I sat down and dug in my purse for my iPod. I played a song that I usually listen to calm my nerves.
You can dance, you can jive
Having the time your life, oh
See that girl, watch that scene
Dig in the dancing queen
Friday nights and the lights are low
Looking out for a place to go
Where they play the right music
Getting in the swing
You come to look for a king
Anybody could be that guy
Night is young and the music high
With a bit of rock music
Everything is fine
You're in the mood for a dance
And when you get the chance
You are the dancing queen
Young and sweet, only seventeen
Dancing queen, feel the beat
From the tambourine, oh yeah
You can dance, you can jive
Having the time of your life
Ooh, see that girl, watch that scene
Dig in the dancing queen
You're a teaser, you turn 'em on
Leave 'em burning and then you're gone
Looking out for another, anyone will do
You're in the mood for a dance
And when you get the chance
You are the dancing queen
Young and sweet, only seventeen
Dancing queen, feel the beat
From the tambourine, oh yeah
You can dance, you can jive
Having the time of your life
Ooh, see that girl, watch that scene
Dig in the dancing queen
Dig in the dancing queen
After the song was done, I felt a little better. The plane had already started. I was going to my aunt's house because my mom and I thought it be nice of me to stay over at her house in La Push, Washington. Before my Uncle Bob died, he married, Clara Woods, she from what my mother told me is Native –American and lonely. That's where I come in.
I started to doze off and before I could think I felt asleep.
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When I awoke, the plane was empty. At first I got scared, and a flight attendant came and looked at me weirdly.
I blushed and mumbled a "sorry".
"That's alright" was all she said and walked away awkwardly.
After that, I got my stuff and, in the process, (my suitcase was a little too heavy) and landed on my head, plus to the embarrassment I lost my balance and fell with "thud".
"Ow." I muttered. I got up, rubbed my head, got my stuff and finally walked out of the plane.
As I walked out the small space there were so many people. Ok, how exactly am I supposed to find her around these people?
"Vanessa!" someone shouted. I looked in the direction of the voice and I found and a dark skinned face. Russet colored face. Realization hit me and I pushed past people to meet my Aunt Clara. As I got closer, I saw what she really looked and blinked several times at the beautiful woman that stood before me. She looked she was in her early 30s or late 20s. She had high cheekbones and straight black hair that flowed gracefully down her back.
"Hello." I greeted then stuck my hand out. She looked at it, pushed it out of the way and gave me a big hug.
"Vanessa thanks for coming to give me company." She said and let me go.
"No problem." I smiled, which was what I got back in return.
When we got in her car, I thought that there was going awkwardness spread all around the atmosphere. But it surprisingly, it was very…… non-awkward.
"You know, there are lots of handsome guys around here." She announced smugly.
I raised an eyebrow at her. "Oh?"
"Yeah, they're quite friendly and very helpful." She told me.
"Huh."
I wasn't really here for guys, so I'm not really interested. Guys have never really been into me back home in Cali. I mean I didn't have those giant breasts, or the blond hair or even the tan skin. Nope. Just those plain boring pale skin, jet black hair, blue eyes. I just glad I have a talent. My guitar. And I'm good too. I mostly play country like Taylor Swift, Carrie Underwood, Jessica Andrews and my favorite Colbie Caillat. But of course I explore different levels of music.
"Vanessa?"
I jumped out of my trance and turned to look at my aunt. "Yeah?"
"We're here."
I turned and saw a little house. It was brown and white. The house had trees surrounded by it so I could hardly see, but I saw enough to know that this house was cozier than mine. The paint cracked on it so I'm guessing that it's been a while seen it's had a paint job.
"So what do ya think?" she asked noticing my stare.
"It's perfect!" I squealed.
"Thanks." She said. I stepped out of the car and took in the fresh air. The scent was so relaxing. Its smells like wet grass and fresh water from a river. Wetness hit my face I remember that here, it rains. A lot. A soft breeze hit my face and I shivered.
"Oh, Nessa!" my aunt called loudly from the house.
"Hmm?"
"Aren't you going to come in?" she asked. Oh, now she was real calm.
"Hmm-mm." I ripped my eyes from the scene and jogged up and into the house. It was kind of small and very cozy. Just as I stepped in the first thing I was in was the living room. It had a big creamy colored couch and a loveseat beside it. There was coffee table (Glass. Stay away from at all circumstances.) That had a flowerpot overflowing with different colored flowers. It smelt just like cookies and well, rain.
We'll duh. It's raining outside.
Right. Wait to analyze things Ness. Its not my fault actually take in what in see. So there. Ha-ha, yeah I went there.