My Bumblebee Boy

The Move

"The cat is a nasty cat and should be kicked out of the house." Mom yells from across the apartment. I find it very funny how she loves that cat and buys all this stuff, but still continues to hate on the poor kitty. Luckily, we won't be cramped into this apartment anymore. We'll live in a real house. Also, said cat (from earlier) will have a whole neighborhood to explore now, in Brighton UK. Not entirely sure how to say that though, I've been born and raised in the US of A, so I'm not too familiar with how things are done or said over there. We're supposed to leave sometime in a day or so.

Mom, Sicily (my sister), and I are moving to England. Isn't that crazy? My mom's a hairdresser, and a really popular, really rich, really good hairstylist needed a new partner and wanted my mom. But she lives in the Sussex area, hence why we are moving. My dad will stay here though (Mom and Dad got divorced when I was about 5) so he's staying in the US with his wife (my stepmom.) I'm sad to leave them behind, but excited for this new chapter in my life.

I finish packing up my things and take it outside to be put in the shipping freight. But everything I specifically need, like comfy clothes and chargers and makeup and stuff will go with me on the plane. I don't wear makeup all that much, but it's good to have just in case.

"Y/n, go get ready for bed ok? We have an early morning." Mom tells me as I walk back up the stairs.

"Wait, tomorrow is when we're leaving?" I ask, she nods her head yes. Hm. I was right, that's surprising.

The plane ride is long, thank God I brought my art journal. I can't draw for crap, but I still love to do it. I slept a few hours already, and now I'm just sitting here. 12 hours does not fly by fast. Even when you're on a plane. I got separated from my mom and sister, so I'm next to a window surrounded by complete strangers; but I don't mind, at least they're not bothering me. I decide to get out my art pad but instead of drawing I write a list of things I want to do once we're here. Mom said I can have a whole day to myself to explore, since I'm 17, and that I should be able to take care of myself as long as I stay in Brighton.

My list of things to do once "home"

Find a park

Find closest coffee shop

Once stuff is here, unpack

Go look at stores for clothes until then (only packed like 2 outfits)

Make a friend

Believe it or not, making friends is hard for me. Maybe I'll start a vlog instead. Ok ok. Updated list:

My list of things to do once "home"

Find a park

Find closest coffee shop

Once stuff is here, unpack

Go look at stores for clothes until then (only packed like 2 outfits)

Make a friend

Start vlog

As the plane lands, I laugh at all the people clapping, as if the pilot doesn't do this every day. It's kind of funny really, how people get so excited over something so trivial. I have no room to speak since I get excited over a game of blocks, but still.

I find Mom and Sis (short for sister and sicily) and we head to the baggage claim. Ugh. My suitcase got lost in transit. Guess I really have to go shopping soon. How come Mom and Sis's luggage are here though? We checked all our baggage in at the same time. Oh well, they said they'll mail me my stuff within the next few days.

The taxi ride wasn't too long and we were at our new house in no time. The only reason Mom was able to afford such a nice, big house was because the hairdresser lady partner person helped her out. Mom told me in the taxi that it turns out they're related somehow and that's why she's being so generous, because we're her last family. Talk about hallmark movie style.

"Y/n!!" Sicily yells from the other room.

"What?" I yell back. She barges in with a box from her suitcase that had to have taken up a lot of space. "What's this?" I ask her. She hands me the box with a pink card that says 'Happee Birthdae Y/n'.

"It's an early birthday present, I was gonna wait but since you have none of your things I thought I'd give it to you earlier. Mom helped me pay for it, but I picked everything out. So this one is just me." She says with a smile. We sit down on the ground and I take off the lid. Inside there was a pajama set with minecraft bees and flowers all over it, a shirt with an enderman on it, black jeans, a dark brown satchel purse, and a pair of green velcro vans.

"I love it Sis! You're the best!" I give her a hug and squeeze tight. "I don't know where I'd be without you." She smiles at that.

"I figured since you liked Minecraft so much that I could get you a few things with it. And you had been looking at those shoes for forever. I'm gonna go unpack my suitcase now. Have fun!" She tells me. Getting up, she waves and goes back to her room. I look around mine as well. The door is tucked into the corner and there's a window opposite it. 

I pull up the blinds to be greeted with another window from the house over. Two boys stand in it, drawing on their window with expo markers. I freeze as they see me. They laugh a bit and I watch a short debate between them, and then they struggle to try to write something on the window backwards. It says 'you're new neighbor right? meet us outside?' I breath out a quick laugh and nod my head, and with that I head outside.