Seattle is getting better and better
Disclaimer: I dont own any of the Grey's Anatomy characters but god if i did...
This is my very first Grey's Anatomy fanfic so i hope you guys like it. I joined FanFiction so I could read and review other peoples stories I really enjoyed reading all the storys because they are all so different and then the other day I was sitting in my lounge and I was REALLY bored so I just sort of started writting. Just btw im pretty sure i am the biggest Grey's fan ever so u know.. :P I will try an put sayings and other stuff in the story that they say and do on the show x Lol i am sitting here thinking I cant believe i am posting my own fanfic ! anyways on with the story :P xx
Chapter 1: Moving
Callie's POV
I sat in my room staring at the now blank wall of my bedroom. I hated the fact that we were moving but I suppose Seattle wouldn't be that bad...I hope. I am really going to miss my friends and no matter what anybody says it won't be the same without them. I have lost count of the amount of times my parents have given me the "You will make new friends" speech and to be honest it doesn't help it just annoys me, I just wish we didn't have to move because then I wouldn't have to make NEW friends...I like my old friends ! You know when people are such great people you know you can tell them anything and they won't judge you, well that what all my friends here are like they have helped me through so much.
My best friend, Addison was the best friend you could ever wish for she never failed to be there for me when I needed her most. I would miss her most out of everybody I was leaving behind. She has helped me through a lot lately since I told my dad that I liked women not men things haven't been very good between us, he is a very strong believer that being gay is a sin or whatever and that I would be going to hell ! Who is he to tell me imp going to hell, If I came home one night and told him I was a serial killer then the hell comment would be appropriate but not if I was just asking him to accept me for who I am !
God help me if I ever brought a girl home...he would probably kick us both out and tell us that we were both going to hell but hey who gives a shit what he thinks! I don't need him if he can't accept me for whom I am, he can't accept his own daughter...maybe he should be re-thinking about the person that would be going to hell! Is it possible to hate your own dad? Because if it is then I defiantly do!
I was taken away from my thoughts when I heard a knock at the door. I turned around to see my mother's head poking around my door.
"Calliope the moving trucks are ready when we are. Are you ready to leave yet?" she said quietly
I sighed at the thought that this would be that last time I would be in this house, the house I grew up in.
"Yes mother I am ready to leave...unfortunately" I'm pretty sure she could tell I really didn't want to leave, my hints weren't exactly subtle but there isn't much I can do about it now is there !
I walked out of the front door of our house...our old house and saw my parents in their car, it was times like these when I thanked god for my sky blue T-Bird my parents brought me last year! I love my car, even more now though because it was saving me from several hours of driving with my parents. I walked over to my car threw my bag in the back, put the roof down and turned the music up...loud. I turned on the engine and led the way. Behind me were my parents then 3 moving trucks...each we have a lot of stuff.
Hours later we arrived in Seattle. I already didn't like it because as soon as we got there it started raining I mean come on I hate the rain! At the moment the only good thing about Seattle was the fact my parents were letting me move into my own apartment since I am starting my new college in Seattle they both thought it was time for me to start being independent...now THAT I could live with.
I arrived at my new building with two moving guys to help me carry up all my stuff because there was no way I would be able to do that by myself, like I said we have a lot of stuff. I walked through the doors of the large black building, walked over to the elevator and pressed the button. It took forever for the elevator to come, well at least it felt like forever but when the grey doors pinged open I realised it was worth the wait, I was met with the sight of a beautiful blonde haired, blue eyed, dimple cheeked woman who looked about my age...Seattle is getting better and better
Soooo... what did you guys think, should i keep writiing or not ? If i dont get any requests to keep writting i wont write the next chapter :( Anyways i hope you liked it, if i do keep writting any ideas/requests of what u wanna happen xx thanks for reading and btw good and bad reviews are allways welcome unless u are bein a total bitch then i will flip lol :P x