Chapter 1

I'm walking down the aisle occasionally glancing at my ticket and looking for the correct seat. I spot my seat and walk towards it, as I'm about to sit down I'm pushed forward and left there stumbling but I quickly hold onto another passenger's seat to keep myself from falling. I look up and notice a figure in a long black coat walk past me. I was so irritated I wanted to launch myself on him and give him a piece of my mind, but I don't . He turns around looking amusement sparkling in his eyes .

"Sorry." he says and walks away.

That's it? . Well then.

I decide to let it go and focus on the shitty life that would be waiting for me as soon as I step off this fucking plane.

Unfortunately for me, my parents thought it would be "great" to start applying for a job and learn what it's like to survive on my own. That’s why I'm in this plane heading to New York,yey!

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I get my luggage and I head straight to the exit but to my surprise I spot my long time friends, Amalia and Samantha. I'm really in shock because I just stand there and stare. My friends, realizing my state of shock, run up to me and almost squeeze my guts out in tight hugs.

"I can't believe you're really here Lola! " Samantha squeals and hugs me again tighter.

"Well, start believing because I'm right in front of you" I stand straight trying to regain my posture.

"The last time I saw you was after the prom and I...

"YOU DIDNT EVEN SAY GOODBYE!!!" Amalia interrupts jabbing my ribs with her elbow.

Amalia has always been rough ,and some even say she's just a guy in a girl's body. When we were eight ,she cut a girl's ponytail because she saw the girl talking to her crush.

"I had my reasons okay, "

"Sure... you had "she says rolling her blue eyes.

"Who told you guys I was coming anyway? "

"Aunt Lisa". They pipe up in unison

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"How'd she know? I don't remember telling her. "

"How are we supposed to know".Amalia says walking out the doors.

"You better hurry because I think we should complete this reunion at your aunt's place" she yells sitting in the driver's seat and starting the car.

Samantha and I glance at each other and run to the car ,because we knew Ami was fully capable of driving off without us since that happened once.

I jump into the passenger's side and slam the door shut while Samantha was clipping on her seat belt in the back.

"Sssssssoooooooooo...what are we going to do when we get there?" Sam asks taking her phone out of her back pocket and rapidly taping against the screen.

I tap my chin with my index finger pretending to actually think about it.

"How about...............nothing! "I suggest because I was fucking tired.

She immediately drops her phone on her lap and stares at me her mouth opening and closing like a fish.

"You should be getting ready to have the time of your life Lola!! " she shouts pulling on the roots of her hair like she was frustrated or something?

I laugh at her childish actions because it was funny to see a 21 year old resemble an 8 year old.

"I need to unpack Sam, and I'm really tired "

That was not a lie

I glance at Amalia to see her concentration fully placed on the road and she was continuously chewing on her bottom lip. I figured she was nervous but what why?

"What's up Ami? "

She laughs nervously and opens her mouth to speak but I cut her off quickly

"Don't you dare say nothing, because no one would believe that" I say narrowing my eyes at her.

She huffs and side glances at me.

"Fine, there's this guy that asked me out .........err I don't know if I should go "

"Is he cute!? " Sam blurts out.

Ami shakes her head a bit before she nods

"Then go out with him then" she says trying to make Ami feel stupid for thinking twice.

"So you only go out with people because they're cute? " I ask Sam.

"There's another reason ?" She asks .

I stare at her wide eyed then she bursts out laughing.

"I'm joking Lola, geez. "

I realise a sigh of relief.

We pull up in Aunt's Lisa's driveway and head out. Samantha knocks on the front door while Amalia and I carry my luggage to the door.

As soon as the front door opens I hear a squeal that leaves my ear drums throbbing, and I'm engulfed in another tight hug.

"A...unt Lisa!! " I say crouching with my hands on my knees.

"How...how are ya" I ask still struggling for air.

"I'm fine now dear, how’ve you been? "She asks with a wide grin plastered across her face.

I was beginning to wonder if her cheeks weren't already hurting.

"I was fine before you squeezed my guts out" I say and she giggles stepping away from the door so we could enter.

"Your father told me you we're coming over and that you were looking for a job. Do you have anything specific you want to do? "

"No, not really but I'll take what I can get "

She nods pouring herself some mango juice then settling herself on the couch.

"Your room is the second one on the left. " she yells as she grabs the remote from the coffee table.

"I know, I've been here before remember? "

"Oh yeah, but anyway, make yourself at home"

I leave my enormous bags on the floor of my bedroom and throw myself on my bed, face down.

"See you tomorrow Lola! " my beloved friends call out before I hear the door closing.

I gotta think about life now. I have to start looking for a fucking job tomorrow.

Would it be that bad? Nah. What if it is terrible?

Who cares. I can get a job and get myself fired .

That way I can prove to my papa that I can't get a job at this age. I'm too young to be working don't you think? I would look weird in the business suit, nah weird is not the word I'm looking for...aha OLD!. I'd be looking old.

I guess I'll just have to try it out and see what's going to happen.

I'm going to see this through and deal with this fresh start on fresh pages.