Chapter one
I NEVER UNDERSTOOD why people liked cliche stories so much. It was always the same, over and over and it's so predictable but all that has changed.
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I was playing this addictive game on my phone in my bedroom when I suddenly heard a hard knock on my door.
Ugh what now. I’m usually not this annoyed by people though.
"Yeah." I said bored.
My mom came in and squealed.
"First of all, your room is a total mess. Clean it up. Second of all we're leaving in 3 days so make sure you've packed everything by then."
"Will do"I closed the conversation so I could go back to doing homework. I mean atleast if you call playing games on your phone doing homework. In three days we're moving to California. I really didn’t want to go but it wasn’t like I had a choice or something. The only thing my mom was talking about lately was the woman she was dating who lived in California and how it was such a coincidence that we had to move there for her work. Apparently she was into women right now. I kinda admired that she still came out of the closed at 41, it hadn’t been easy for her. Not all of her friends where supportive and most even called it a phase that she had to go through. For me it wasn’t that big of a deal. I supported her no matter what. Tamara was great for her. Everytime she visited I could see the pure happiness into my mom’s green eyes. The only thing that bothered me is that she was a perfectionist and wanted everything in place. She also could talk and sing until your ears hurt.
Someone really should tape her mouth shut sometimes.
I loved my mom though, we had a good relationship and I was happy that she finally found someone after my father passed away. He passed away exactly 2 years ago. We didn't have a strong relationship at all but I still missed him. He was a good dad. After he died my aunt told me he was a little shady when he was younger which really suprised me.
I had been loving New York though, I would miss this place and my friends here so much. No I did not only had one or two best friends which is what probably most people reading this book are thinking. I had lot's of friends. Not to be ignorant or something but I did have a lot. I was pretty social and I’ve always loved talking to every human being on this planet. A ping from my phone interrupted my thoughts.
Jay: You wanna hang out? The usual spot?
Happy because he texted me I sent him a reply. "Yeah sure,I'll be there in 15" I had utterly and completely loved him for the past 17 years. Which basically meant my whole life.
He was the sweetest person on earth and he always made me laugh but I was never big on showing my emotions to others so that was why I never told him about how I felt. Jay also had a girlfriend right now and as much as I hated to admit it, she was actually really pretty and so sweet. Over the years she had become my friend and I would never want to break her heart by destroying their relationship.
I hurried down the stairs, grabbed my coat and told my mom where I was going. She gave me a kind smile and a "have fun" as I ran out of the door. When I saw Jay the butterflies set in immediately.
He gave me his usual grin and a thight hug. His hugs always felt so good. I was going to miss him so much. I know he was going to miss me as well but it was still different for me. He wasn’t the one stuck with all the feelings but not with the boy. Eventhough I was going to miss him, I was actually glad we were leaving as well. Because of my feelings for him I never really had the chance to let myself date others. In my head it wouldn't be fair for them if I had already feelings for somebody else. So I wanted to spend my whole life alone.
Kinda sad right?
Okay no just kidding. The plan was to forget all about him when I got to college which started next year.
We talked, laughed for a while and he agreed to drop us off at the airport when we where leaving. Due to the circumstances, my mom decided to sell our car so we could buy a new one in California.
I must say that I was scared to move away. All those different people, different school, different mind set. It sure as hell was going to be something crazy.
-3 days later-
The moment where I had to say goodbye to all of my friends just passed. When we needed to get into Jay's car, I glanced back to the house for one more time. It wasn't much but I've lived there my entire life and it's crazy-in some way I even felt jealous- that someone else was going to live there. I shed my tears and waved my friends and family goodbye as I got into the car. I put my earpods in, closed my eyes and blocked out all the other noises. Sadness overwhelmed me. It felt like I was leaving a piece of me, I felt incomplete as Jay drove us to the airport.
Not much later, the time came where I had to say goodbye to him as wel. I could already see the tears forming in his eyes. He wasn't the only one. We gave each other a long thight hug. It was good and warm. The smell of his perfume caught my nose. I wanted to stay in this moment forever. But I couldn't.
He was the one to break the hug and spoke some unforgettable words in my ears. I was shook by his words and held his hands.
"I love you too. I'm going to miss u so much too" I whispered while tears were rolling down my cheeks. After that he nodded and walked away while looking at the ground. I know he was sad that I had to leave but so was I Jay, so was I.
My mom hugged me as I bursted into tears again. She couldn’t stop her own tears either and kept on saying sorry to me. I muttered a few times that it was okay and that I was alright to calm her down. After talking to myself a bit to man up, I stopped crying and I followed my mom emotionally drained.
Goodbye Manhatten, hello Calfifornia.
The flight was long and tiring. When we got out of the airport in California I took a deep breath.
It was all so overwhelming and big. We were now waiting for our Taxi to arrive to bring us to our new house. My mom was standing next to me with her flowery dress and pearly necklace. Her brown hair was dancing on her shoulders. She looked beautiful, she always had been. I was just wearing oversized sweatpants and an oversized t-shirt. It was so damn hot outside but I couldn't just strip and chill in nothing more than a bra while waiting on the Taxi.
After a few minutes the Taxi arrived as we drove to our new home.
We were going to stay at my mom's lover's house. They had been dating for over a year and I could tell she was a keeper.
As you probably never could have ever guessed,she also had a son from around my age. He happened 17 years ago due a one nightstand but Tamara loved him with all she had.
By the way. No, I'm not going to date my step brother.
How predictable it might even seem. I didn't believe in those kind of love stories. It was too predictable. I honestly wanted something unoredictable to happen. I wanted to like date someone that I never thought I would. Not that one guy who I accidentaly walked into or that one guy who was my labpartner for the semester.
After a thirty minute ride we finally pulled up in front of a huge house.
How typical, is this a wattpad or Inkitt story or what?
Eventhough I hated how typical it was, the benefits of living with a rich family were not so bad. Always a lot of place and food in the house. That didn’t sound so bad to me. As my mom smiled nervously at me we walked up to the door. Before we could even touch the doorbell a boy from around my age opened the door. That must be the son. He was attractive but nothing like Jay. I really needed to get him out of my head.
"Uh hey uhm uh I was just leaving."he said awkwardly while scratching his shoulder. His black hair looked messy and he had these pearcing green eyes. It didn't take too long for him to walk by us without saying another word.
Nice meeting you too bro.
Before we even realised it a middle aged woman came up to the door. My mom's lover. She had been in New York several times and she had always been kind yet awkward with me. We just didn’t know eachother good enough. Anyways, if my mom was happy with her then so was I. Tamara’s lips immediately turned into a huge grin when she saw her lover. It was adorable. Untill they kissed.
With tongue and for what felt like longer than 15 minutes. I just stood their awkwardly waiting for them to stop. Okay they hadn't seen each others in a month or something but still. Get a room.
When they finally stopped, Tamara gave me a quick "hey",a kiss on the cheek and welcomed us in her home. My mom's face was bright and happy the whole time while entering the house.
Everything was white inside. Honestly what do rich people have with white and black. It all looked really expensive and big and modern. I wouldn't even dare to touch something. We entered the living room. There was one wall with a tv on. The other walls where windows. It looked pretty cool though. The sun shone through the windows into the space which was filled with a large white couch and a black modern coffee table. Next to the table stood a big hipster plant which I definitely was going to move to my new room.
I loved it. The naps I could do there. Unbelievable. I had always prefered cosy houses over modern houses to be honest but this house looked so damn cool.
Tamara invited me to explore the house so that's what I did while she was chatting with my mom.
It was more like a castle though. I was sure that I would get lost some time. I took the stairs to find my new room. According to my mom, Tamara did everything to make sure I would like this new room of mine. Whatever it looked like after seeing the living room I was sure I would love it. Eventually, I found the bathroom, my mom and Tamara’s room, the son’s room-which was a typical boys room- and I was finally about to open my own room. Atleast It seemed like that was going to be my room because it was the last door until I felt something hard hitting my head and I fell on the ground.
Love it. Now my butt hurts. I looked up in annoyce to find the person who opened the door in my face.
"Sorry, didn't see you there. I'm Alex." a boy with light brown hair and blue greenish eyes said. Ofcourse he didn't see me there, I was behind the fucking door.
"Alice,Tamara’s son right?" I introduced myself.
After a few seconds I got myself from the ground in an very unattractive way but I couldn't care less.
I gave him a kiss on the cheek like I always did when I met someone. According to my mom, I had to do it because it was polite and it gave people a good first impression of myself. Over the years I’ve just gotten used to doing it.
"Do I need to get you some ice or something?" He asked with concern in his blue eyes. He was quite attractive and immediatley made me think of Jay. Oh no this was getting way to cliche. This sure as hell felt like a chicklit.
"I'm okay, no need to worry." I could perfectly take care of myself. Alex just gave me a sweet smile before leaving.
Although he left the space,the imagine of his pearcing blue greenish eyes didn't leave my mind.
