Just a Taste of Luke Hemmings (punk)

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I rolled over on my bed feeling in a shit mood already. I had woke up to the sound of loud footsteps running down the hall that lead to banging on my door.

"Lil, get up!!! you only have 2 hours to say good bye to your friends!!!" ughh why is my mom yelling so loud? Its way to early for this shit.

Obviously I'm not always such a morning person... at least not on a day like this. I couldn't help but let out a grunt of annoyance. That I kinda hope she heard. I threw myself off my bed onto the cold floor. Ok maybe I'm being a little over dramatic ,but damn it I have the right to be today.

Soon I finally built up the strength to plop up and grab my phone surprisingly its 10:30am... guess its not as early as I thought it was. I also guess my friends ,mainly my best friend agreed due to the notification bar being blown up with missed calls and messages. lastly I guess I should get up now, especially do to my lack of time left.

I threw on some black skinny jeans that clung to my legs and my Rolling Stones loose shirt with fold up sleeves. I have lost a lot of weight and finally was feeling slightly more comfortable with my appearance. Sadly the way I lost it I'm not so proud of. My dyed burgundy hair fell against my back. It looked like a wavy rats nest of a bed head. No not pretty wave more like awkward mixed with some strait strands. How I would kill for the beach waves pretty girls had. But no, instead I have to grab a brush and rip through the mess I call my hair then quickly straitened it. Lastly I slipped on my red vans an started towards the door.

I was almost out till I was stopped by my one and only Mother ELIZABETH . "Delilah I know your upset that we are leaving, but we have to for me and Joe's job. I know your only 16 and you probably only see me as the person making you leave your life behind. But you'll understand one day. An you can see it as a fresh start. Lets be honest it might even be good for you." I honestly cant believe what she's telling me. How could possibly leaving my best friend that helped me threw a dark time in my life possibly be good??? I just nod because I know if I open my mouth its just going to lead to a argument I don't have time for. I walked to the park to meet up with my friends I couldn't help think of leaving. I never thought id be leaving California till I was older. I've lived in Cali all my life and now I was just going to leave it behind.

Finally I'm on my way walking to the park. It wasn't long till I see my best friend Madicella running up to me with Jamie and Bailey following closely behind. For a second we all just stood there quietly taking in the realization of me actually moving. Also partly because my friends were catching a breath . Which is kinda terrible because the run wasn't that far which is also really funny.

" Were going to miss you bean..."Janna says finally breaking the silence. I tried to smile but couldn't. How could I when I could see 3 wonderful people in front of me, all their watery red eyes staring at me? Its still warmed my heart to hear my nickname though. My dad used to call me bean when I was just a little punk. I also knew I was going to miss the girls yelling it.

"I'm going to miss you guys even more" I sighed..

"Promise you wont forget us!?" Rose says "an to text an call us everyday!!"

"Also gossip about all the hot Australian boys an fill us in about life 24/7!!" Janna says making us all laugh.

"I will...I promise" trying to a fake smile holding out my pinky. They all giggled at my immaturity which makes me already miss them. We babble on and reminisce about all the good times we had. Then I listened to them go on about how I'm supposed to fall in love with a hot Ausie. An I'm supposed to tell them every detail of my "heated" imaginary relationship. I couldn't help but snort at their imaginations. They all just practically made up a whole story about my future. Soon our time is up an the girls all cling to me in a group hug yelling don't forget to visit us to. They all say god byes while walking away besides Cella.

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