Thank you Des771, I haven't written a peice of fiction since GCSE's when i was 16! The last 6 years were spent mainly writing essays. More reviews will be very much appreciated. Also any volunteers to answer some questions on american culture/british culture in america will be gratefully received.

Chloe woke up as her mobile beeped into life. She quickly picked it up and slid the alarm to 'off'. She smiled glancing at the message on the alarm reminding her that their possessions from America would finally be reaching them. She thought back to the night before and decided to see if Hannah was awake yet.

She walked past Hannahs door which was closed and down to the kitchen. Hannah was no-where to be seen. She didn't want to risk knocking on her door incase she was still asleep, but then she remembered that she didn't close the door when she left the room the night before, she had only pulled the door to. Hanah must have already woken, she thought. There seemed to be an unspoken rule in the house that if the door was completely closed then they didn't want to be disturbed or they were out. If the door was pulled to but not closed then you knocked, and if it was open then it was an invitation to walk straight in.

Chloe went back upstairs with her breakfast. Hannahs door was still shut, but Becas was now open and could be heard in the shower.

When Beca came out of the shower she looked in on Chloes room as her door was wide open.

'Hey,' she said as she leaned against the wall. Her wet hair was trailed down her back and she could feel the coolness of it through her t-shirt. Chloe was stood in the middle of her room with clothes scattered around her.

'Hi,' She smiled brightly back despite her lack of sleep the night before. 'I can't wait for my clothes to get here, I'm bored of all these now!' She gestured to the trousers and tops covering her floor and bed.

'It's only a few more hours now.' Beca reminded her. 'When did you wake up anyway, it's pretty early for you.'

'Only about 20 minutes ago, I set an alarm. What about you?'

'About an hour ago I spose. I heard Hannah leave about 6 though.'

'Oh.' Beca caught the expression on her best friends face.

'What?'

'Oh, nothing...' Chloe trailed off. She picked up a top and a pair of jeans from the floor. 'I'm gonna have a shower. ' She took a few steps towards the door when Becas hand on her arm stopped her. She turned and looked into Becas eyes. 'What?'

'Is everything ok?'

Chloe tried to plaster a smile onto her face but she knew that Beca would see right through her facade. All she could do was hope that Beca would leave it. What had happened the night before was playing on her mind and Hannah leaving at 6 was early even for her.

'I'm fine.' She said truthfully. It's Hannah who isn't, she thought.

'Okay...' Luckily for Chloe, Beca decided that Chloe would talk to her if she needed to. 'The shipping company should be here in 2 hours i think.' Beca said changing the subject as she walked into her bedroom. 'Carrie and Hannah said they'd be here to help unpack stuff.'

'Ok.' Chloe hoped that she could pin Hannah down then, but for now she needed a shower.

Dead on 11 o'clock the lorry arrived. It reversed down the small steep road and Chloe was instantly on her feet the second it blocked the light into the living room. She threw open the door before the driver had had a change to get out of the cab.

Carrie, Beca, Chloe and Hannah (who had only reappeared 5 minutes before the van arrived) formed a chain and moved all the boxes into the living room.

'How much did you bring with you?!' Carrie puffed as she took another huge box from the driver and passed it to Chloe. Despite her rugby training she was struggling with the boxes so she had no clue how Beca and Hannah, who were both a lot smaller than her, were coping inside the house.

'This is nothing believe me. This was all we could afford.' Chloe said. She turned to the delivery driver, 'Is that it? I think I counted 10 boxes' The delivery driver nodded and Chloe walked over to sort out the paperwork. 'Can you get Beca please? I think she needs to sign for her boxes.'

'Sure,' Carrie replied flexing her arms to work the ache out of them. She headed inside the house and found Beca and Hannah carrying the last box together over to the pile that had formed in the middle of the lounge. She flopped down on the sofa and after sending Beca out to Chloe, grabbed Hannah and pulled her down next to her.

'I'm cream crackered!' Hannah just looked at her and raised her eyebrows.

'But you're in the rugby team. Where's all your strength gone?'

'It got replaced by welsh cakes from my Mam.'

Hannah let out a small chuckle. She glanced out through the window and could see that the girls were beginning to look as though they were all signed off.

'Do you think they'll need me or can I leave you all to it?'

Carrie frowned and glanced sideways at her friend. She wasn't the most social person but it was rare that she would try to get out of helping someone. She registered how Hannah was staring out the window and her eyes were following the movement of either Beca or Chloe, she couldn't work out who from her position.

'I'm not sure. You'll have to ask them' She could hear Beca and Chloe step back into the house and close the front door. She spoke quieter hoping that they wouldn't hear. 'Everything ok?'

Chloe and Beca came around the corner and into the living room before she had a chance to reply. Hannah quickly nodded her head and pulled her legs up onto the sofa, hugging her legs. Carrie kept her gaze on the small girl who rested her chin on her knees for a short while before turning to the two opening the boxes in the middle of the floor.

'This one's yours.' said Beca after pulling out some pink clothes from the first box she had opened.

'And this is the bedding.' Chloe pulled out a few vacuum packed bags which had a letter on each of them. A scrawly B on one and a neat, curly C on the other.

They carried on unpacking and moving things around the house, Carrie helping Chloe and Hannah helping Beca. Chloe noticed this but kept her mouth closed. Her only opportunity to speak to her on her own was when she helped Hannah make lunch, but Carrie walked in just as she plucked up the courage. It wasn't until late afternoon that all the boxes and packaging were finally put for recycling. Chloe and Beca had spent the last hour of that time sorting out the smaller items whilst the other two retired to their rooms.

Beca stood in the middle of her room. What had previously been a very empty space was now full with her desk full of her mixes and her shelves stacked with CDs. Her bed was made with her own bedsheets and pillows and she smiled. 'This feels like home.' She heard a creak from a floorboard just outside her room and turned towards the sound. She saw Chloe leaning on the doorframe smiling at her.

'I just said exactly the same thing.'

Chloe took a seat on the edge of the bed as Beca sat down at her desk. She watched her fingers fly over the keys and music soon began to fill the air.

'You know, I'll have to get some music from Carrie and Hannah. Some of the stuff they've been playing has been pretty cool, especially Hannah.'

'Hmm...' Chloe nodded to the rhythm of the track. 'I'm gonna go cook, you making your own?'

'Yeah' She was too engrossed in the music after being apart from her equipment for so long that she barely registered Chloe leave the room. She pulled out her headphones so she could hear the finer points of the music better. She plugged them in and leaned back, allowing the music to fill her head.

It was late into the evening and Chloe was sat at her desk, her door open and while she was messaging Aubrey on her laptop she was listening to any movement in the house. Hannah had gone out for several hours and since she had been back had locked herself away in her room. Beca and Carrie had gone to bed, so Chloe knew it was just a waiting game to see who broke first, her by falling asleep, or Hannah by leaving her room to get ready for bed. By this stage she knew that the younger girl was avoiding her, but she didn't know whether it was due to embarrassment or something else. She ran a hand through her red hair, letting the curls drop down onto her shoulders. 11:52. She was glad that the term hadn't started yet, or a full day of lectures after a long day like today would not work well.

Her head spun towards the open door as she heard a sound, before realising that it was the stupid seagull from the night before. She kept typing to Aubrey, telling her everything and trying to convince her to visit. Aubrey was sceptical of Chloe's description of the weather, but Chloe was insistent that it didn't rain half as much as everyone says it does. She'd been in the UK for 3 weeks now and it hadn't rained once! She smiled as she thought of Aubrey visiting and it was only a flick of a shadow that made her turn.

She could just see a flick of dark blonde hair illuminated from her room as Hannah quickly and silently sneaked past her bedroom door. She was heading back to her room and Chloe was so shocked that she had missed her on the way to the bathroom she almost didn't move. Quickly she skirted out of her bedroom and saw Hannah just about to close her bedroom door.

'Hey' She said, quiet enough to not disturb Beca or Carrie but loud enough that she knew Hannah couldn't pretend to have not heard. Hannah stopped and visibly took a breath before turning to Chloe.

'Hey.' She smiled hoping that it would be enough to reassure Chloe that everything was fine.

'Can we talk?' Chloe asked. 'About last night?' She saw the panic flood Hannahs face. 'I just want to make sure you're ok.' She walked down the few steps towards her and noticed that Hannah also took a step backwards. Chloe gently reached out and held Hannahs hands in her own.

'I'm fine. I'm sorry if I woke you.' She tried to pull her hands out of Chloes grasp without making it too obvious but she was unsucessful.

'You didn't wake me. It must've been a pretty bad dream though?' She led Hannah to her bed and sat on the edge of it. Hannah didn't know what else to do other than join her. She didn't have much choice anyway, Chloe still had hold of her hands.

'I don't remember it.'

Chloe looked unconvinced, but she could see that pushing Hannah for answers was not going to work. Not tonight. 'If you ever wanted to talk then come and find me, yeah? If you get a bad dream, you can come and wake me up. Or if you ever just want a hug.'

Hannah just nodded, full in the knowledge that she wouldn't ever wake Chloe up for any of those reasons, she wouldn't do that to anyone. And right now she just wanted to be alone.

'Okay, I'll leave to sleep. I hope you get a better night than last night.' She pulled Hannah into a hug before standing up and leaving but not before she heard Hannah very quietly say to herself,

'Me too.'