Beyond the branch

Chapter One: Elora Segment one

A/N in this story, the POV's will alternate into different segments and roles anyways hope you enjoy. This is my first real fictional story so I'm trying.
Above: Eloras family
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I didn't want to leave, England was my home. It was where I belonged. I couldn't complain though, my mum had just got offered a job in some small town in America! America! The pride I felt overtook any apprehensiveness and upset I felt about moving. We've had a tough enough life, she deserves this.
"Lora!" Mom called out from the bedroom, I follow the direction of her voice. The sight I see is a hilarious one. My twin sister and our slightly younger brother with mum sat on the suitcase trying to get it shut.
Chuckling to myself, I playfully shove them aside.
"Let the master handle this!" I say confidently as I start to zip up the case.
"Master my ass!" My brother, Matt mutters jokingly under his breath.
I take my middle finger and my thumb, put them together and flick his forehead hard.
"Ouch!!" He whines, I stick my tongue out, suppressing the contents of the suitcase with my hands as I finish zipping it up.
"The amount of stuff that's in that I'm guessing it's yours, Tessa?" I gestured towards my sister, who was putting her silky blonde hair into a high pony tail.
"Course it is!" She says spilling out several items of makeup out of a box, and choosing her favourites to put in her second big case. Turning to me, she held up a Mac foundation and a Mac studio powder.
"Do you want these?" She asked, before adding "I don't need them anymore. "
Whilst I do wear makeup, I've never been a fancy kinda girl, just number 7 and all the cheaper brands, you know.
"I'm way too dark for that, Tess. Thanks though" I declined politely.
Mine and Tessa's looks were just as different as our taste in makeup, she was the silky, flowy blonde haired princess. She has beautiful, dazzling emerald eyes that could enchant anyone within a ten mile radius. With a beautiful fair complexion.
She was the one who was all makeup, mega popular and a magnet for any boy around.
She was slender and liked as anyone would, to show it off.
As for me, my hair is slightly wavy, long and brunette in colour. As for my eyes, a deep honeycomb  shade of brown and freckles high on my cheek bones, swooping just below my eyes. When I read, which I do a lot especially on wattpad but I do like paperbacks, I wear some black thick-rimmed "geek glasses. "
My skin, an olivey colour different to Tess', we were a strange set of twins!
I'd never craved much attention from others, as long as I have my family I wanted for nothing more. In relation to boys, I didn't get many except a few here and there but I don't need a man to thrive!
I'm more of a bookworm with a small group of friends, not much like my sister. I had my Emilia, Jack and Mia, my best friends.
Emilia is my closest friend, she actually lives with us! Her parents have gone to work abroad but everything she knew and what mattered most to her was here (basically my family ),
she refused to move so we took her in.
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"Em!" I shouted down the hall as I walked down to our room. Once I was at the door, I took a long look around our room. Bare. That's what it was, the several pin marks in the wall from where our posters have hung over the years. We'd thrown most of them away, growing up you know.
Well I was almost 17 now, you grow out of things. There was one poster I kept though, my favourite singer, Dallas Stevens.
Texan born with an accent to die for and a raw, beautiful sounding voice.
Recently, he's fallen off the radar, not one person knows of his whereabouts.
It's a little strange, I checked on social media for any updates. There's never anything new though.
"Lora, I'm all packed up!" Em snapped me out of my thoughts "You ready to say goodbye?"
Deep down, I don't want to say goodbye but the happiness of the people I love is of upmost importance to me.
Taking a heavy sigh, I slung both of our rucksacks on each of my shoulders. Pulling the handle of my case up, I started to roll it out of the room.
"You want me to help you carry yours?" I offered, Em shakes her head, following closely behind me.
"I'll text Jack so we can say goodbye. " Em said, choking back the tears. Gulping, I nod.
When we are outside, I found that the rest of my family were already in the car. Taking one final looked at the place that holds my memories, I twisted the key in the door one final time. Goodbye, home. I love you.
Turning around, I saw Jack and Mia standing waiting for us. Mia wasn't holding it together very well and I hate when people cry, I'm just so awkward and don't know how to deal with it.
She slowly steps over, I could see clearly the tears misting her eyes. Emilia enveloped her in a tight hug, "Shhh, it's okay. It's alright. " She comforted. She had always been better at things like this than me.
Jack came over to me, he took both of my hands in his own and kissed my knuckles.
He's my boy best friend and we've always been this close, it's just how we are.
"I don't want you to leave. " He admitted, I gave him a sorry look as I played with his hands.
"For my mums happiness, I have to do this. I'm not going to be selfish, you of all people know what she's been through Jack.
Please, don't make this harder than it already is. " I pleaded, not knowing what else to say, the tears brimmed in my eyes. I'm not good with emotion, not good at all.
"I'm going to miss you, Lora. " He said with all the sincerity in world. I hugged him really tightly and kissed his cheek.
After we'd said our final goodbyes to our friends, we got into the car. Until they were out of view, I stared after my friends, standing lonely and broken in the street. Waving one last time, it set in. This is no longer my home.
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New beginnings.