The Summer Romance
Chapter 1: Leaving
"Cameron Mae Harlington, are you ready yet?" My mother called from downstairs.
"No, I've only got a few more things to pack!" I yelled back. Ugh! She is such a pain sometimes.
"Well, you better hurry up! The ship leaves in an hour, and it is going to take us a half hour to get there!" She replied.
We are going on a cruise to the Bahamas, and she only tells me this yesterday. My father and twin brother are waiting in the car already. Of course, they knew about it a month ago. I was away at dance camp so I was told nothing. Ugh, my family makes me so mad! And, to top it all off, we're moving at the end of the month to England. Which, of course, I also knew nothing about until last night. I am going to have to learn a whole new lifestyle, change schools, meet new friends, and perfect my new style. Not to mention, pack everything I own into five tiny suitcases and say goodbye to all my friends. It just isn't fair. But, nothing ever is.
I packed the last thing into my coat pocket, which was my iPod, and called down to my mother, "I'm ready mom!"
"Good! Let's go!" She replied.
Oh, I forgot to tell you, I'm a witch. Yep, I go to school for witchcraft, and I have to transfer to Hogwarts for my 6th and 7th year. I used to go to The Northern Academy For Magical Beings, and boy, did I meet some strange people, or should I say, creatures. The school was for anybody who was magical, so I met some goblins, warlocks, demons, ogres, elves, dragons, fairies, pixies, trolls, unicorns, and centaurs. I am a pretty normal 16 year old girl. I have black hair with different colored highlights, hazel eyes, good size boobs, a nice tan, a few piercings (snake bites, belly button, tongue, cartilage, labret, monroes), a couple tattoos, and good height. The only thing I hate is that I am fat, well not really I just think I am. Is 122 lbs fat for a girl who is 5'6''? And, the only other thing I can't stand is when people label other people. Like 'Emo' what the fuck is that? 'Emo' is short for EMOTIONAL HARDCORE, not a label for people who cut themselves, which I do, but that is a whole different story. Anyway, my brother is also pretty normal. He is 6'1", 150 lbs, has black and red hair, hazel eyes, a few piercings (snakebites, eyebrow, ears, septum, monroes) a couple of tattoos, a great body, and a nice package (don't ask how I know that). He also cuts, but it is nothing to be ashamed of, it's not like we're suicidal or anything, well not at this point, anyway. I'll tell you more about that later, right now I have to get into the car before my parents kill me.
"Cameron…hello…earth to Cameron…" I heard my mother trying to get my attention.
"Yeah?" I asked.
"Finally! I have been calling you for the past five minutes! What on earth were you doing?" She said, frustratingly.
"Sorry, Mom. I was just thinking about things." I told her.
"Oh, well don't worry, sweetheart. I'm sure you'll adjust. I mean it is difficult on all of us, but your father had to get transferred, and we couldn't resist the money offer. It is five times as much as he was making here." She said to me.
"I know it's just going to be really hard on everybody." I said.
"I understand, but it is not like we can do anything about it." She replied, and I got even more frustrated.
"I know I am just complaining." I explained. "You know what, Mom, I don't feel like discussing this right now, so I'm going to go out to the car."
"Oh, fine, but I'm here if you need to talk." She said.
"Yep…" I said airily.
"Oh my god! The ship is so big!" I squealed.
"I know! We are going to have so much fun!" Adam yelled.
We parked our car in a lot, and paid the fee. When we boarded the ship, we found our cabins and unpacked. I redecorated Adam's and my cabin. The walls were black, royal purple, hot pink, blood red, lime green, and electric blue. There were posters of all our favorite bands, including: Boys Like Girls, Nickleback, Plus 44, Sum 41, System of a Down, Taking Back Sunday, Slipknot, Disturbed, etc… There were Saw, Chucky, Tiffany, Freddy Krueger, Jason, and Marilyn Manson dolls. It was starting to feel like home. Adam walked in, and he was stunned.
"Wow…did you do all this by yourself?" He asked.
"Yep. It is amazing how far a little magic will go. Of course, if Mom, Dad, or any muggles come in, they won't be able to see it. To them it looks exactly like their plain old rooms." I told him.
"You really are too good." He said.
"I know, and that's why you love me." I replied.
"True, among other reasons…" He said. Just then, I heard a knock on the door. I went to answer it, and it was our parents.
"Okay, kids. We are going to leave you two to your selves, and if you need us we will have our phones with us." My dad said.
"Cool, see ya later." I replied. I grabbed my iPod, my phone, my wand, and one-arm hugged my bro and 'rents. I decided to explore my new territory.