London Luck

Moving

Today was the day I move. I was so excited to finally be moving from this dump. What will my new apartment smell like? I'm sure it will smell better then my current room, it stank of the barn. Me being the middle kid of a big family it was hard to fit in and get anything I wanted. I always had hand-me-downs from my older siblings and always get tackled by my younger siblings. Everyone in my family was the same, well as my Mum calls it" ordinary". It bothers me so much that my family are straight forward and won't let anything go wrong, if something did they'd all blame me as I was the one who was "unique" or a "disgrace to the family". It's hard having parents that hate gay people, yes they're homophobic. And when you're bisexual it doesn't really go down it their good books. This is why I'm happy I'm leaving! I can't wait till I get to London. No more "Get up Lucy, do everyone's chores as punishment" every morning. No more "oh sorry honey forgot to call you downs for dinner. But here have what's left." Nope none of that I'm finally free from here!
I went down to have a quick snack before I got on the coach. I saw my mum dazing into thin air, drinking her tea. I always wondered what she was thinking when she was like this. I thought I may as well say something to her as I'm leaving today "Are you happy now I'm leaving?" I said in a soft voice. She just continued to drink her tea and looked away. I've never seen her like this. When ever I'd say to her "I'm leaving soon" she'd always say back "Good" then walk away. Finally she said something, "I'll miss you." She said it as if she was holding back tears. She had never said those words to me, I was stunned that she would miss me at all. I stayed quiet not knowing what to say. She turned around, whipped a tear from her cheek and then one from mine. I didn't even realise I was crying. She kissed me on the head and said "Now go before you miss your coach" I weakly nodded and left the room. Was she really going to miss me, she always hated me. I kept on replaying our conversation in my head and how the tear fell from her glittering emerald eyes then down her golden skin, staining it black from her mascara. I'm going to miss her telling me how to do makeup. I never put it on I just know how to do everything. She'd always say go for a more natural colour for your lips and eyes, boys will like you more. She always had faith I'd meet my Prince Charming, hoping it wouldn't be a princess.
As I shut the door to the house I saw everyone in front of me. Tiffany, Derick, Skye and Longan (my brothers and sisters) and my dad standing in the middle. They all looked at me and in a row they all said what they were going to miss about me. Of course I cried, they where all so sweet, I couldn't have asked for a more perfect family at that point. Until mum ruined the moment by saying, "We may miss you but don't go kissing other girls, you know better than that!" I just rolled my eyes and walked to the coach. I couldn't believe my mum. She always has to ruin a perfect moment.
As I stepped on the coach and waved to my family I could feel the tears in my eyes, but I tried so hard to hold them back. I'm going to miss them so much. I walked on the coach, I didn't recognise anyone I knew on there so I didn't know where to sit. I looked around hoping to see an empty row, but was out of luck. Until a guy called me over to sit next to him. I had never seen him in town before unlike everyone else on the coach. He had short black hair slicked back, his eyes were purest shad of blue I've ever seen, they glistened as the light hit his face. He had a chiselled jaw, it's like his jawline could cut diamonds. He smirked as I came to sit next to him, if a smile could kill I'd be dead in a second. I turned around to see him still smiling. One of us had to start talking so I thought I may as well break the ice. "Th-Thanks" I stuttered, was I really that nervous to speak to him. He sniggered and said "Well a pretty girl like you couldn't just stand there all day." I blushed. I wasn't pretty at all, I had long chestnut hair that I didn't really take care of, I had a side fringe covering half my face, covering my bushy eyebrows which I do shape but not too often, I had small lips, not like the glamorous thick ones most girls have. I always thought I'm not pretty enough to get a boyfriend or girlfriend, my family defiantly agreed. I smiled back at him and said "What's your name?" I wanted to change the subject, I didn't want to talk about his recent comment. "Bond, James Bond." He said jokingly. I laughed and went along with the joke. "Okay James, I have something to show you for your eyes only." We both laughed, not knowing that everyone was looking at us. "It's Cade, and if your name is as beautiful as you are, I'd like to know your name too." Cringe I know but it was also sweet. "I'm Lucy, but most people call me Lu, or my family would say disgrace." Did I really just say that. What was he going to think of me now? Have I just ruined a perfect relationship. To my surprise he just said, "I know where your coming from, my family's the same." For a guy that look so out of my League we seemed to have so much in common. The whole 5 hours on the coach we spent talking about our family issues and how we don't fit in. It seemed like I found my soul mate when I found out we had too much in common. He also had a big family, 4 siblings and is the middle kid, mum and dad homophobic, him being bisexual. It just didn't seem real.
We arrived at collage. It took longer than expected to get there, well that's what you get with London traffic. As we got off the coach, Cade reached for my hand, electricity shot through my body at his touch. I turned around to see him smiling at me again. God that smile gets me every time. I leaned into his arm feeling the warmth of his body on my cheek. "Thats's my sister" he wisps red in my ear. When we saw his sister coming towards us he shrugged me off and let go of my hand. Why did he do that, was there something he wasn't telling me? Well we only just met but I was interested.