I've always lived a life filled with luxury, from a huge house to the most expensive cars. My vacations have always been in the most expensive hotels of the world.
Now you can imagine my revulsion when my mother told me I had to go with her and my sister Kyla to Ohio. What sense is there in visiting relatives you don't even care about?
Of all the places in the world or even just the U.S., why Ohio? The place where there's nothing to do. We haven't even left yet and I already miss my normal life: going out clubbing, hang out at the beach and all those cute girls throwing themselves in my arms.
Yes, I'm gay and like any other teenager in this world I need my...well you know every once in a while. They're probably all straight in stupid Ohio.
I'm not sure when my disliking of Ohio grew this much, when I was little I loved it there, I even wanted to move there when I would be old enough.
Then I understood some things about myself like my sexuality and I know my family there isn't so keen on that. Saying they don't approve it is an understatement.
That's another reason why I don't want to go there. I took a long drag of the cigarette I was holding in my hand, I really should stop but it's my addiction, it's impossible to stop.
"Don' let mom catch you with that." Kyla warned me coming out of the house with all her bags. "Did you pack the whole house?" I asked her looking at all the bags she had carried outside.
"It's not that much and I do have to look great there don't I? It won't work if I only have two pair of clothes as you." She replied giving a disapproving look at my clothes. "I have more than two pair of clothes and what's wrong with what I'm wearing?" I looked down at my Silverstein shirt and my baggy shorts, nothing wrong with it.
Kyla didn't answer and brought her bags to the car where the driver was putting everything in the car. Mom was helping him at light speed, she seems really eager to leave. It's not like we're going to miss the flight if we don't hurry, the flight is in three hours.
"Come on Ashley, it's only a month." Mom said looking at my long face. "And visiting your relatives will do you some good. She added afterwards.
She's not talking about them turning me straight or any crazy fucked up thing like that, mom doesn't like the way I'm living. She says I party too much and thinks the strictness of the people there will change me, yeah I don't think so. I have my dad's genes after all.
My dad is Raife Davies, a deceased rock star. Dad dies two years ago in a car crash, I still miss him every day. When I was younger he used to bring me to his shows, I didn't understand what was going on back then but I loved it.
From my dad I have mu love for music and partying of course.
Kyla is the complete opposite of me, she's a real girly-girl, doesn't care about music nor partying and she always gets good grades at school when I have to struggle to just pass a test.
After everything was set in the car, a Audi A6 not my type of car but my mom really likes it, we left for the airport. I miss my Alfa Romeo Mito, it's not like Kyla's BMW M6 but I love my car. Then we also have other types of cars but I love my Mito and only use that one. Our driver was behind the wheel so he would bring the car back home.
In my head I was going through I had packed to make sure I hadn't forgotten anything. I have more than enough clothes, two pair of shoes, Converse of course and... No, God please no! "Stop the car!" I shouted making everyone jump and almost causing an accident.
"Ashley, are you crazy?" My mom screamed back at me. "My guitar." I answered her as if that was worth our lives. "It's in the car, you idiot I packed it for you." Mom replied angry. Maybe I shouldn't have screamed that hard.
We arrived at the airport even before the check-in started. I bought a coffee to pass the time, mom and Kyla also joined me and started a conversation about some Glen, a friend of our cousin Aiden from what I understood.
"Tall with blond curly hair." Mom was describing the guy to Kyla . " He also has an adopted brother Clay, he recently got engaged with a very lovely girl Chelsea if I'm not mistaken." How does she know these things, she hardly speaks to our family there. "And a sister Spencer, same hair color as Glen a very beautiful young girl, I've seen some pictures and I remember her from when she was little, she and Ashley were always together when they were little kids. Do you remember her Ash?"
"No, I don't remember any Spencer." Spencer? No that name doesn't ring a bell. "Well it was a long time ago." Mom said before going back to her conversation with Kyla.
The flight attendant started a whole in case of emergency routine which was quite funny. We had a direct flight so it wasn't too bad but a plane ride is always exhausting.
Arrived at the airport Aiden and his father were waiting for us. I was surprised at how fast I recognized him when I hadn't seen the guy in years. After the greetings were over we headed towards their house were we would be staying for the summer. Aiden said his mother was already cooking for us.
Kyla and Aiden immediately hit it off, talking and laughing, I held myself a bit at the side only talking when something was asked to me. The questions relatives you hardly see ask are always the same: how are you? How is school? Do you like it here? And of course: Do you have a boyfriend?
How am I supposed to like it here when we only arrived 15 minutes ago? Come on Ashley it's only a month, you can do this. "Ashley, you're a beautiful girl, how come there's no boyfriend?" Wouldn't you like to know Aiden. The guy was just trying to make some small talk. "Not in search of one." I answered simply.
Mom and Kyla had to stifle their laugh, they both know I'm into girls. "Your right, at your age I also thought only about having fun" Cause you're so much older than me Aiden, 19. It's just two years, don't tell me you matured so much that fast.
But instead of saying what I wanted to I just gave him a smile. "Aiden, are you still going out with Spencer?" Mom asked out of nowhere. If we were so close as mom says when we were little, why can't I remember her. "No, we broke up. She needed some alone time or something like that."
"That's too bad." Mom answered. Aiden smiled polite. "I'm going out with someone else now, so it's no big deal." I tuned them out after that. I wonder how this Spencer girl is like.