4 girls, 4 holidays, 1 summer!

Amelia - Chapter 1

AMELIA

I finished packing my last suitcase and looked around my room at the other 2 suitcases in the middle of the room. I'm actually really proud that I manage to fit all my stuff in the 3 suitcases I thought I would need more!

I looked at the 3 outfits that where laid out on my bed deciding what out I was wear as my 'travelling outfit' as mum had called it. Apparently I was not allowed to wear sweatpants because they would make us look 'poor'.

Ever since we moved in with David.

David is my mum’s new boyfriend, his totally loaded and I don't understand why he is with my Mum? Not that my mum’s not amazing but he could get someone his own age with no kids attached? Me, Mum and little half brother Jake moved in with David about 6 months ago since then our life has change drastically. We are now never short of money and me and Jake get whatever we want - don't get me wrong getting everything you ask for is nice but sometimes it is a bit too much.

But I am so excited to go on the cruise around the mediterranean! I’ve never ever been on a boat! However being stuck on a boat for 3 weeks sounds pretty boring and I so hope I can get this holiday romance! Maybe a captain or a sailor!

Well maybe not a sailor so much... I couldn't make the same mistake as Lola...

I look back at the outfits on my bed, I go for the white summer dress with a floral pattern in lace with my brown cowgirl boots with a buckle and a small heel and a straw hat to finish of the outfit.

I curl my long blonde hair into soft curls and put minimal makeup on my face but for my eyes, I put dark eyeliner around my eyes to highlight my chocolate brown eyes and then curl my eyelashes and apply the mascara. I look back at my final look and I smile, mum is going to get a shock!

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"I'm ready mum, should I bring my suitcases down and put them by the door?" I ask my mum when I get into the kitchen.

"No babes, I’ll get Carl to get them for you" she said with her back to me " so I have the passports, tickets, food, drinks and umm... Amelia what el-" she turned around and looked at me "What an earth do you look like!?" She said shocked at me.

I looked confused at her "I know it’s not as dressy as you wanted but I cannot wear heels in an airport sorry mum, I'm not Victoria Beckham." I tried to make a joke about it.

"Oh darling" she gushed "you look so grown up and so beautiful" she had tears in her eyes now... Ok what was this about?

"Umm, mum?" I asked confused as she pulled me into a hug.

"Its just, my little girl, you look so stunning! I can't believe your mine" she still was going on about this?? She wiped her tears” Right come on let's get Jake and get into the car" she told me as she took my hand."Carl can you get the bags into the car please and Jake get to the door in 5 seconds and you have a present!" She bellowed through the house.

3 seconds later me, mum and Jake were standing at the door as mum was doing her final checks so she hadn't forgotten anything. My mum may not look like a mum but she still was a great mum. If I'm honest I don't think my mum needed all the surgery she got and when she dyed her hair, I couldn't believe it however her dark hair did make her golden skin stand out. My Mum is half Italian, half English. Apparently my grandfather owned a vineyard in Italy and my nanny had gone over there at 19 to find herself however a year later she came back to England with my mum and never saw my grandfather again.