"Mom, do we really have to move to Washington? LA is perfect." I groan eating my blueberry pancakes. We're moving 'cause my stupid step-brother, Niall, is famous and living in Seattle.
"Yes, honey. Its for our family to be together. Now go pack." I put my empty plate in the sink and sprint upstairs. I grab all my clothes (which is a lot) and shoes (even more). I try to stuff them into 5 blue polkadot suitcases but 1/4 of my shoes won't fit. I then add a green duffle bag and I'm ready to go. I'm wearing a white Hollister California shirt, American Eagle dark washed shorts, and light makeup up. I also slip on my black converse sneakers and grab as much stuff as I can. I then remembered to pack a carry-on bag. I pack my I phone, I Pad, and I Pod touch. I also pack my makeup bag and hair accesseries. My room is empty. We rented this house, so no furniture is ours. I spin around saying goodbye.
"Kota, you are crazy." My brother Niall says scaring me. His uses the nickname Kota for my name Dakota. I hand him 3 suitcases and my duffle bag. He's 19. I have another step-brother, Greg.
"Shush it, Nialler." I say using his dreaded nickname. He sometimes likes to put it on twitter, but he claims to hate it.
"Guess who's coming with us?" He asks. Apparently someone else is coming to Washington with us. Great, just great.
"The Tommo." He replies to my silent response. Oh crap. Not Louis Tomlinson.
"Please say Grace is coming too." Grace is Louis's new fiance. She's cool. Well not as cool as Allie, Niall's girlfriend. She's awesome.
"Nope." He says swinging my suitcases into the trunk and backseat of my blue 2013 Ford Mustang. He grabs the ones in my hand too. I'm driving my car with Niall and Tommo. I give Mom a hug and head off to pick up Louis. We are going before my mom, Bobby, and Greg.
"Slow down, sis!" He screams as I hit 85mph. This is just slow for me. Louis would be freaking out at about 50mph. He is a slow driver. I'm a fast driver. Everyone else hates it, except me. Finally we arrive at Louis and Grace's.
"Partay!" Tommo screams as he escapes Grace's goodbye kisses. I wish I could have someone to kiss. Wait, Dakota, do not think like that. Snap out of it, Dakota. But you do need someone to love. Dakota Marie Martin! You need someone to love. I shake my head trying to get rid of all thoughts. "You need someone to love" keeps swirling around in my head making me dizzy. I hear faint sounds from around me. I can't see. I can't feel my body. I just hear "you need someone to love, someone kind, someone better than Austin, someone better". I can't get it out. Hearing Austin hurts. He hurt me bad. How could he use me like that? Easy, he cheated on me. I feel some of my body. Its being carried gently. I hear a voice saying for me to wake up. I can now open my eyes. Niall stopped walking seeing I can see. "Why did you pass out?" He asked sweetly laying me down. I can barely speak but maybe I could say one word.
"Love." I croak out. I can tell by his facial expression he is confused. He hands me a pen and paper seeing I can't talk.
When I see love I think of Austin. When I think of Austin I think of cheating. It gives to much pain.
Once I give him the paper he frowns. Grace then leads me to the kitchen. At least someone didn't panick. She pulls out a metal bench from the island and helps me onto it. Grace has red hair and freckles. She's 20. She hands me blueberries knowing they're my favorite. I've loved all things blue since I was 3. I yawn finishing my last blueberry. "Its time to go!" Louis yells kissing Grace on the cheek. Ow! There's the pain again. I slowly walk to the car and sit in the passenger seat seeing Niall claims to drive. Louis hops (literally) in the backseat and we drive to La Push, Washington