My life...well it was never the greatest I guess most people in my shoes would say. My family was complicated and when you're living in such chaos you tend to try and get away. Here's the deal, my mom had just gotten married after her failed relationship with my dad. After her divorce with my dad I guess my mind just went downhill. I started to do things like sneak out at night, skip class or just completely not go to school at all. I didn't know why I thought this was going to help me go through this. Guess I was just a dumb guy who solved his problems by getting into trouble. I think now you can see that I have now regretted everything that I had done these past couple years. Cause now I'm in the airport waiting for my plane to England to board. No we weren't moving halfway across the world. It was only me, just me. After all the of the stuff that went down my mom and 'dad' have decided to send me off to my 'dads' moms house, in England. The most bland country in the world.

"So you've got everything right sweetie?" My mom asked me for the umpteenth time. "For the 15th time mom yes I have everything, you saw my room there's literally almost nothing in there anymore." I said in an annoyed tone. Not that I was back talking my mom, I was just utterly furious about having to leave my comfortable life in Boston to some boring town that probably doesn't even know what McDonald's is. Of course I'm going to pissed. "Alfred...I know you don't want to go, but we don't need you getting into trouble anymore. I know it's fun to go out and about but when you start doing things to potentially get you arrested it needs to stop." She told me. I kept my mouth shut. She was right, I won't lie to you about that. "I just think spending time in a small place with nice people might cool down these things that you're doing. I promise you won't be in hell your Grandma Julia is very nice." She said rubbing my shoulder. Grandma really? could she stop acting like I was magically related to her now? I mean marriage yes but I knew this family for like 2 years and the only people I know from it are my new step-dad Lawrence and his brother James. I still kept my mouth quiet.
"Flight 28 will now be boarding." could be heard through the hall. I sighed. This is it, this is where my life ends. Yet before I could move my mom grabbed me and gave me a tight hug. I couldn't resist so I dropped my bag and hugged her back. "Love you.", "I love you too mom."
Then I was off to England, leaving my family, friends and basically everything I loved to die. I hated this, stupid Lawrence convincing my mom to go along with this in the first place. Ugh, I hated him so much. But I couldn't deal with that right now, I was already too far away to give him a goodbye kick in the shin. So I took my seat on the plane, stuck in my headphones and turned the volume all the way up I'm pretty sure the old lady next to me could hear the lyrics to Trap Queen playing. Whatever, not like the plane ride would be that long right?
Well I was dead wrong. Cause when you realize this is going to be twelve hours of flying through the air, you start to get even more frustrated and eventually...you're in dreamland.

Whenever I walked off the plane and into the airport the air just seemed way different. Not just the fact that everyone hear was speaking like Mary Poppins but the air literally just felt way cleaner than it did in Boston. Now I have no idea where this new grandma of mine is, so I decided to wander the place with my bags until I saw a old woman doing the same.
Now this seemed like a good idea until i was walking around the place for 30 minutes and my legs were seriously starting to hurt. "Oh Alfred! Is that you!" I hear a frail voice call from across the room. I whip my head around to see a small old lady coming towards me with a huge grin plastered on her face. I couldn't help but smile back. So what? Old people are cute. "Oh it is you Alfred! I can remember from the pictures Lawrence sent me of you and your mom, my you're just as handsome as you were in the photos." She said and patted my cheeks. She smelled on that typical 'grandma' smell, strong perfume and almost the scent of what a new book would smell like. I just gave her a small nod. "Yeah, i'm guessing you're Julia then?" I said raising an eyebrow. She laughed almost fairy like, very small and high pitched. "Oh dear you can call me Nan." She said and then turned her head back around and motioned me with her head to follow her as she started to walk in the other direction. I grabbed the handles of my suitcases and followed her out of the airport. She kept blabbering on about something but I really didn't pay attention. I really didn't expect England to be so sunny, everything I've ever seen or heard about this place it always seemed so gloomy. Maybe it was just today.

"...right Alfred?" I heard Julia say. I jumped a bit and turned my attention back to her. "I said it's nice out today.". "Oh yeah I guess it is, way sunnier than it is in Boston right now, it's been storming for awhile now." I said. "Must be nice to get out into some nice weather then finally yeah?" She said and unlocked her car. It was small and old, but not like the ugly kind of old. I'd have to guess this was from the 60s at least, maybe even the 50s. She obviously had it re painted because it looked way too nice to have no be re done. I got inside setting my suitcases in the back of the car as she started to old thing up. "I hope you'll like it here Alfred, the people are quite nice. I'm sure you'll be able to make a few good friends during school.". Ah great. I forgot about school. Not only am I in a whole new world basically, but I'm going to a school full of a bunch of stuck up snobs. Would it be bad to jump out of this car now and I hope I'm run over by a truck? "I actually think the neighbors have a son around your age. He should be going to same school you as you maybe you could chat him up as well?" She said. "We'll see, I'm not really the one to jump into friendships so fast." I stared out the window and watched us go from the city, to the middle of nowhere, back to city then back to nowhere. "Well I'm sure you'll make some nice friends, don't worry dear." She said with a reassuring smile. The rest of the ride to her house was silent while she hummed softly to herself and I played on my phone.

Once we got the house I put my phone away and looked out at the place she lived in. It seemed like we drove back in time to the 1800s. The house was small but nice looking. None of the houses in the neighborhood looked like the other. It was nicely wooded with a lot of trees and plants. Not something I that used too living in the heart of the city my entire life. It wasn't too far from the closest city, maybe 6 miles at least. I could walk there I know that, no way I'm driving in the place, they have the cars completely switched around. I literally could not figure this place out. I shook my head away from my thoughts and grabbed my suitcases following her inside the house. Once the door open I got a whiff of what smelled like a bakery. Maybe I will like it here. I walked in all the way and shut the door behind me. I let my eyes wander around the living room seeing the navy blue colored couches that sat on the hardwood floor. The walls were filled with pictures and candle holders that sat candles that probably haven't been lit in years. The kitchen was right through the walkway by the tv and I could tell that had to be Julia's heaven. "Come now, I'll show you to your room." She said and walked down the hallway. I snapped back to reality and pulled my bags with me down the hall and to the room she had opened the door to. There sat a full sized bed black and white bedding, a tv, dresser, desk and a lamp that sat on the dresser. Boring, but I can make it work. "Thanks Jul- um Nan." I said. She laughed softly and walked towards the doorway. "You must be tired from the flight and the drive here, why don't you get settled in and maybe take a nap. I'll call you out when supper in made alright?" She said. I nodded at her in acknowledgement. She turned and walked out closing the door behind her. I let out a huge sigh and plopped straight onto the bed.

I was bored. This was boring. This whole country is boring. Do they do anything fun here? Or does everyone just act all giddy all the time even though their lives are slowly fading. I felt like this place was purely for old people like Julia. I mean how do kids or teenagers survive in such a place? Don't they have amusement parks or stuff like that? This was all just so sudden. I guess I can't help myself for thinking about all this. Maybe I was stereotyping but when you live somewhere for so long I guess those are the only views you have on a country. I sat up on the bed and looked around again. Maybe I should unpack. I unzipped my first suitcase and started pulling out the clothes I had brought with me and stuffing them into the dresser that was in the room already. Shirts, Shorts, Pants, etc. I only brought 3 pairs of shoes so hopefully I'm not expected to dress formally anytime soon since the ones I do have are combat boots, old converse and some vans. I set those right next to the dresser and moved onto the next suitcase that held my laptop, phone charger, ps vita and ds that were all covered with my favorite blanket. Ok well my blanket I've had since I was 6 that I'm kind of attached too and don't have the heart to throw away. Can a guy be sentimental? I got everything out of there and set them where I wanted them to be and laid back down on the bed. Maybe I should take a nap, I mean its Sunday tomorrow so that gives me a day to get my sleeping back into shape. I took off my glasses and grabbed my blanket, closing my eyes while i lay my head onto the pillow. I was out like a light.

So there's the first chapter, I know I know ITS REALLY LONG AND ALFRED AND ARTHUR HAVEN'T EVEN MET YET WTF.

They'll be meeting in chapter 2 I promise.

I hope you guys enjoy this story since i've finally gotten the motivation to start writing this after so long.

xoxo - bim