The Plane Crush

Chapter 1

I got off the plane at Virginia Beach Airport, grabbed my bags, and went to go catch a cab to my new house.

I know what you must be thinking, how did I get here in the U.S. if I was just in London....well I'll tell you....

**Flashback**

"Naomi come downstairs to my office,"Daisy yelled from the bottom of the stairs.

"Coming," I replied.

Daisy is the orphanage director. She's really kind and treats all of the kids here like they are family.

"Yes miss,"I said.

"I got a call today from a man looking for a child to adopt," she started, "I emailed all of the portfolios and he said he wanted to adopt you."

"Really," I practically squealed, "I'm finally getting adopted after all these years!"

"Yes dear, you are," she said, " go upstairs and pack all of your things so we can send them on their way to your new house."

**Flashback over**

"Miss we're here," the driver said.

I paid him, got out, and made my way to the house I would be living in from now.

I went to the garage, punched in the code I was given to open it, went in, closed it back up, and went in the side door of the house.

The house was beautiful, it had a private beach, a beach view, tall ceilings, and so much more.

Since I didn't know where anything was I decided to look around the house.

First I looked downstairs, I found the living room, a library, an office, a powder room, and a set of stairs that went to a basement.

Instead of going down the basement stairs, I went up the staircase that traveled to the second and third floor.

The second floor held the kitchen, dining room, another powder room, and a small gathering room.

On the third floor held three bedrooms, I didn't try finding mine since I would be told at 5:00 when the person who adopted me would be home.

I walk back to the first floor and decided to kill time I would take a nap.

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I woke up to the sound of the door opening and someone talking.

"Yeah, I think, but I don't know the time it landed," the voice said.

I sat up and checked the time on my phone.

'5:00 pm' it said, so I guess that's the person who adopted me then.

"Ok, well i'll talk to you later then, bye," they said.

I heard the walking get closer and closer until the person came into view.

"Hello,"he said.

"Um, hi,"

"I'm Ryan Matthews, I'm guessing you are Naomi, but if you want to, you can call me dad."

"Yes I am Naomi."

We talked for a little while longer then he dismissed to go order food.

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After we ate he asked if I wanted to see my room.

"Sure,"I replied.

We both got up and he lead the way.

When we got to the basement stairs he started down them.

The basement was finished and painted a red color.

He opened a door and walked inside.

The room held all of my boxes, a queen size bed, a door to a bathroom, a door to a huge walk-in closet, a flat screen TV, a desk, and built-ins.

The walls were a light grey color.

"Thank you I love it,"I said.

"No problem sweetie, I'll be upstairs if you need anything."

"Ok."

I shut my door and started unpacking all of my things.

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I finished unpacking my clothes, bathroom items, desk items, bedding, and night stand items.

I made my bed next the organized my desk and night stand.

After I fished unpacking everything, I unfolded the boxes to were they were flat.

I took the boxes upstairs and put them by the garage door so 'dad' can put them in their proper place.

I went back down to my room, I got a shower, and changed into some leggings and a long sleeve shirt from Pink. 

I went upstairs to the second floor.

"Dad."

"In the kitchen."

I walked in the kitchen and sat at the island.

"Can I go down to the beach,"I asked.

"Sure, go to the garage and there is a door next to the flowerpot, that's the door to the beach."

"Thanks Dad."

As I got up to walk away he stopped me.

"Oh and Naomi," He started, "We share our beach with our neighbors at house number 203, because we both wanted to make it larger."

"Ok dad that's fine."

I went to the garage and through the door to the beach.

I walked and sat a couple off yards from the shore line.

I sat there thinking for a while, then my thoughts drifted to Myles.

Myles was the boy who shared the plane seat with me.

He had brown hair paired along with his dark brown hair.

To my surprise we talked the whole plane ride, but sadly we got split up in the airport.

Ironically he lives in Virginia beach too.

After a while I stared thinking about my parents.

I miss my parents so much. I haven't heard from them in almost nine years, when they gave me up for adoption. 

Before I could get too deep in my thoughts, someone brought me out of them.

"Hello?" the voice said questionably.

I looked up and couldn't believe who I saw...

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