You are moving to England to escape your past. But will it come back to haunt you?
I only own the plot, Maverick, A-Pax, and the Royal Scientist.
Goal: 700+ words per chapter.
Slow updates.
Also crushes and themes of depression, some cussing, death...
They sat down in their airplane chair and sighed. I was really going to leave Slaton for England. It was about time. [A/n: If you live in England, pretend you live somewhere else. Like Canada or Russia or the great US of A or your seconded favorite country, assuming England is your first.] It's not like anything was holding them back. They had been living on their own since they were 8 because of issues. Honestly, they were just surprised that they were able to get out of that hell hole.
"Alright, everybody. Pleases take your seats, we will be taking off shortly." The pilot's disembodied voice said.
I scrummaged through my carry-on bag and pulled out my phone. As I looked on my phone I saw I had a new Email. It was from Edd Gould.
"Hey (Y/n)!
We're so excited that you're coming over today! We had to do some cleaning and Matt wasn't too happy about it. Tom took a picture of his face and I Just had to make a Meme out of it!
¡Ay! Esta imagen no sigue nuestras pautas de contenido. Para continuar la publicación, intente quitarla o subir otra.
Have a safe trip! We can't wait to see your face! Wait what? :P
Sincerely,
Edd"
They smiled. This was the reason they moving to England. They had been pen-pals with Edward since 7th grade and have even video chatted sometimes too. He had been there during some tough times, well the ones they told him about. He was the one who suggested that they come over and live with him and his roommates in England. Obviously, they accepted.
Some might say, "(Y/n), what about your friends?"
Well, they didn't have any friends other than Edd. Well, that was a lie. (Y/n) did have other friends, but they were all dead. It didn't help that they didn't have the best "social skills" either.
The cabin began to jerk and they realized that the plane was moving. After putting on their seat belt, they let out a yawn. As they flipped through my phone for some music to stay awake a little while longer. After putting in their headphones, they played
[TRAP] - Tove Styrke - Borderline (Vanic Remix)
and they hummed and mouthed along.
I'm borderline happy and I'm borderline sad I'm borderline good and I'm borderline bad And I can't get rid of a tingeling fear You'd sort me out if my head gets clear I live my life in shackles but I'm borderline free I used to be blind and I still can't see And I won't get around to a change of mind As long as nobody breaks my stride
The song, though depressing always made them feel better.
The cabin began to stabilize as they fell asleep. But they couldn't help but wonder what Edd was up too.
Tom groaned as I rolled off the couch. I took out my flask, only to find it empty.
"What's the rush Edd?" He asked,
"(Y/n) coming today!" Matt squealed. "They seem so pretty/handsome. (A/n: whichever you prefer.) But not as much as me of course. I wonder if-"
They began to tune Matt out.
"Come on we're going to be late!" Edd screeched.
"Edd calm down. It's one in the morning."
"BUT THEIR FLIGHT GETS HERE AT 6 AM!"
Tom sighed, "So let's go back to sleep and wake up at 5. That gives us an hour to get to the airport."
"But if there is traffic or their plane arrives early?" He whined.
"Then we will get up at 4:45," TOm said while putting an alarm on my phone.
"But-"
"Shhh. No butts Edd." He stated, walking over to him.
"Bu-"
Tom put my finger on his lips. "Shhh." Edd looked at Tom like he was crazy. "Just go to bed. I'm tired."
Edd looked liked he was going to say something, but Tom shot him a death glare. "A-alright." He stuttered and walked into his room. Matt giggled.
"You too," I sighed.
"Hehe. Okay~" He said in a sing-song voice and walked upstairs.
Tom put on a lazy smile and trudged into my bedroom. Don't get Tom wrong. He was excited that (Y/n) was coming to stay with them. New experiences and such. Probably couldn't be worse than Tord. They seemed like a cool guy from what Edd has told them. But a man needs his sleep.
Tom climbed into bed, not caring to take off his clothes. He was just going to put them back on in a few hours anyways.
"But what if-" Edd yelled from his room.
"GOD DAMN IT EDD! JUST GO TO SLEEP!" He groaned turnning over and pulling covers and pillows over his head.
