"Mother! Watch out!" I grabbed my Moms arm and grabbed her and pulled her to the side. My mother and I were at an England airport and she was just about to crash into a trolley. My mom can be so clumsy sometimes, she spends too much time worrying about the time.
"Oh!" My mom squealed as her hand went up to her chest. "People should really watch where they are going, i should go have a word with that woman!"
"Mom..please don't do that. We don't want to cause any more drama. Remember we are starting fresh, that's why we moved to England right?" I looked at my mom and gave her a pleasing look. My name is Christina Fox and I'm a `17 years old, my birthday was a few weeks ago. My mom and i moved from America to England to start a fresh new life. Hopefully we can do that and stay drama free with my mom being there. My mom and dad just had a divorce a few weeks ago, and my dad ran away with some lady at his work. The news was too much for her to handle so we decided that we should forget about this life and start a new one. I was all up for it, why? Because my dad is a big asshole, I love England, and my boyfriend lives here. My boyfriend, Brandon Williams, he was only 2 years older than me. We went to the same high school together, but then he moved to England. Surprisingly we kept this relationship going, since he visited America once in a while.
"I guess i will have to let this one pass." My mom said, she got down her suitcases and picked them up. "Come on, Christina, Its time that we find a cab around here."
"Okay, mother," I rolled down my suitcases as fast as i can, trying to catch up with her. My mom is always in such a hurry, she wants to do everything on schedule and can get too overboard. No wonder she has no friends and she complains all the time, but my mother is a very decent woman. It took us 5 minutes to haul us a cab, we put our luggage in the car and quickly got inside. I rolled down the window and stuck my head outside as the cab started. My mom pulled me down by the shoulders.
"Dont do that darling, you can catch a cold." My mom said as she put her coat on, i rolled my eyes. I love my mother, i really do, but sometimes she can be an embarrassment. The cab finally started to move, i was amazed at how big the airport was. The cool breeze hit my face and the smell of England hit my body. I looked outside at all the trees and the buildings, very different from America. Everyone here dressed in a classy and appropriate way, not like in America. In 10 minutes, our apartment came into view, my mom payed the cab diver the money and we got out of the car. I grabbed my suitcases and pulled them out of the trunk and helped my mm with hers.
"Well Mom, we finally made it." I said as i smiled looking up at our building. "This is going to be the start of something new."
"Yes darling it is. I am glad that we can get far away from that horrible man," Horrible man was just another nickname my mom named my Dad. It was either big old punk or horrible man, i liked horrible man alot.
"Oh mom, youre so funny!" I said laughing at her. "Whats our apartment number again?"
"Oh thanks my darling, i get my funniness from you. And we are in Apartment number 27." My mom walked through the double doors and walked to the lobby and over to the front desk. While she did that, i looked around the room. There was a big chandelier hanging at the top, the room smelled of pot purry, the chairs were set nicely, and there was a nice grand piano in the corner. There were these two cute couple watching TV and laughing. My mom came back with the key and we headed to the elevator. We got inside and i pressed the 20-28 button and the elevator closed, it started to move after few seconds. We got out after it stopped at our floor and we walked down the hall. The walls were painted a dark forest green and the doors were white. We found our door and my mom fumbled with opening the door so i helped her with it. The door opened and we looked around the room, all our furniture and boxes were laying around the room in a clump.
"Tsk! Oh we have so much work to do! What time is it?" My mom said, she looked at her time. "I have fixed my clock to the England time, it is 2:30 only, plenty of time to fix this place up."
"Wow." I said, i was quite amazed. This apartment was pretty big, it had a living room, a small dining area, a kitchen, 3 bedrooms, and 2 baths. Our old apartment had only 2 bedroom and one bath. I turned around and saw that my mom wasnt standing there. I looked around for her, i found her in one of the bedrooms, it was a small pretty bedroom with a closet.
"This one! I choose this bedroom!" My mom said touching the walls, my mom didnt really like big ass bedrooms.
"Great!" I said. I walked out and walked into the master bedroom. This meant that this one was all for me. It was he biggest bedroom out of all and it had a big closet and its own bathroom, just how i liked it. I went back to where my mom was, she was still in her new bedroom. "Mom...how are we gonna sleep tonight? We need to buy new beds and move all the bedroom furniture to the bedrooms!"
"We can go bed shopping over the past few days. We have the mattresses, pillows, and blankets..we can sleep on those for a few nights. As for the furniture, we can move them in tonight and tomorrow too. I think we can get your dresser and my dresser, and the small tables already in the bedrooms by tonight.
"Gah, seems like so much work!" I muttered.
"Well, lets start now so we can get it all over with." My mom said clapping her hands and walking out of the room. I followed lazily after her, why couldnt we just hire some workers to do it all for us? We decided we should do this heavy things first then the small ones, We put my dresser in my new room and my moms dresser in hers, which took about 15 minutes, Then we put the mattresses down, which took about 5 minutes. The tables only took 2 minutes to put in each room, All the bedroom furniture was all set, we had the living room furniture and all the kitchen utensils to do now. We finished the living room in 40 minutes, we took at least 15 minutes figuring out where each furniture should go in the room and the remaining putting them in the same spot. My mom began to unpack all he kitchen supplies and worked on fixing the kitchen. While she did that, i grabbed my suitcases and all my boxes and brought them to my room. I put the mattress to where i thought my bed should go, i put my night table right next to it. I then opened my closet, and unpacked all my clothes and put them into hangers and hanged them. The clothes that didnt fit into the closet were now in my dresser. I then decorated my room, I put all my favorite band posters up (One Direction, Linkin Park, Green Day, The Script.." then i also put my bulletin board that were filled with pictures of my friends and me..i missed them so much, I fixed my light and tested it out a few times, everything was all set. I looked at the clock it was now 3:15, almost 2 hours had passed by. 2 hours since we arrived in England and i was stuck in this house for that time. I walked back to the kitchen to find my mom putting all the utensils into the drawers.
"Mom, im getting all stuffy I'm going out for a bit." I said as i grabbed my purse/
"I want you to stay in the apartment, dont go too far. Keep your cell phone on and dont talk to strangers. Oh and can you please ask about the wifi, my phone is acting all crazy." My mom said never looking up from her work. I nodded then grabbed the second key and walked outside. Ah..this felt so much better, i took the stairs this time. When i reached the bottom, more people had come inside the building, the entertainment area were full of teenagers watching some sports game on the TV. I walked over and stood by the sofa, and watched for a while. I gave out a little cheer when they scored a goal then covered my mouth. I remembered that i had to ask about the WiFi and i went to the desk.
"Hello. How may i help you?" The front desk man said. He was wearing this weird shirt with a name tag on it and he had a weird accent. He looked at me and put the telephone on hold.
"Oh um hello. My mom and i just moved to Apartment 27 and we were wondering on how can we get the WiFi fixed." I said, smiling a little, the man didnt smile back. What a grump!
"Okay. I will send some workers over there to help. Apartment 27..got that." He jotted down some notes and got back to the Telephone. I shrugged and walked back to the TV, but then i saw a person at the corner of my eye. He had his hands in his pockets and was leaning against the wall as if he was waiting for for someone to come. He was quite tall and he had brown curly hair. I tilted my head to see a better view of his face. Noo...it cant be..i must be dreaming. Every inch of my body started to jump and i kept staring. The guy that was leaning against the wall was Harry Styles...one of the members of my most favorite band "One Direction.