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A/N: I wrote this on a wim I dont know if its any good,so please REVIEW so i can see if I should continue my little story.
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RAINY DAY WAKE-UP CALL.
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You wanna know why? Well,3 days ago I get woken up by my over the top mother, Renee, telling me that she got accepted to a 3 year backpacking expedition around Africa! Starting on Saturday. Do you even get accepted to does? God, do you even apply ? Who in their right mind would do something like that? Well, I guess Renee effin' does.
Where does that leave me, you ask? A 17 year old, high school senior. According to Renee's 'awsome' plan, I'm going to move in with my father Charles Swan. Yes, THE Charles Swan, millioner extraordinaire, the CEO to Swan International. Blah,Blah,Blah. I've heard it all, trust me on this one. Where does Charlie live? In the 'wonderful' town of Forks, Washington, the rainiest fuckin' place in the whole continental U.S. Who names a town after a eating utensil? I have no freaking idea. It's small, I mean doesn't even have their own airport small; rainy, as in 360 days out of the year it has overcast; and you know what? Chief Swan doesn't even live there most of the time; he spends his time between Port Angeles and the Seattle offices of Swan Int. And only goes home to Forks to eat and sleep. Practically I'm going to be livin' effing alone! Great huh? NOT!
A deep chuckle from behind makes me jump and brings me out of my thoughts.
"Heya, little lady." My best friend Jasper Whitlock says, wrapping his arms around me, "What's got ya down?"
I turn in his arms so I can face him. "Really? Jazz?"
"It's not so bad Belly. Come on, I'm gonna be there to help you settle in." He says leaning in to give me a friendly peck on the lips. Yeah, I do that with him, since he's the brother I've never had. We have tried dating, that is actually how we met, but we decided that we were better off as friends and the rest, well, that's history.
"Yeah, I know but...then you'll have to leave to come back here for school, they only gave you permission for a couple of days." I pout.
He chuckles. "Belly, you know I've had to pull some strings to even get that much, right?"
Yeah,I knew Jazz was the school's golden boy. He's won trophies for St. Mary's private school since he was in 6th grade in every possible contest. Let me tell ya that's a lot of trophies. So, yeah he could have anything he wants.
"Yeah, Yeah." I grumble.
"So are you ready to hit the sky?" Jazz asks as he grabs one of my suit cases from the floor.
"Ready as I'll ever be." I say picking up my carry on.
Taking one last look at my loft I lock everything up. Jazz holds my hand as we both walk out of the Sheraton, my home since the divorced seven years ago.
"Ms. Swan, Mr. Whitlock ...", Jason says as he opens the door to the car, "Have a nice trip."
With one last look around I get in the car.
Goodbye NYC. I'll be back.
As the car slows to a stop I notice we're going to be traveling express. On my dad's private jet, a sleek black and gold speed machine with a huge gold swan on the tail.
Checking my phone one last time, before takeoff, I notice a text from mom:
Sweetheart hope you have a great flight. Love you. Be careful.
I quickly text back:
Love ya, too. Don't get eaten by a cheetah.
I bump Jazz a little and show him my reply.
"What em I gonna do with ya?" he says in mock disappointment shaking his head.
"Love me?"
"Already do, bud" he says, letting me get cozy next to him. Turning up my Ipod I close my eyes, letting sleep take me.
Washington here I come.
So what did you think? I know is very little,but give me a chance. I've been writing this on my Galaxy and that can be hard.
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