It's something unpredictable

Chapter 3

We made it to the station and the lady cop never left my side. She was very comfortable to be around. I like her.

She told me that a cop contacted my birth father and I was going to be staying with him.I was so scared and confused, I didn't even know what to say.

The man who claimed he was my father just randomly pops up.

Where has he been the past 15 years?
Did he not care that I was even alive or dead?
Did he even know I existed?

All of these thoughts filled my mind as I zoned out.

Next thing I knew, the lady was hugging me, attempting to make me calm down. I was so terrified of what was to come next.

I've never even met This man and I was going to go live with him. God I hope he's nice.

The cop eventually had gotten my attention and let me know that I was going to be leaving to catch my plane around 3 am. It was already 10 o'clock and I don't even have any of my stuff packed.

I politely asked her "can you please take me to my hou- old house to retrieve my clothes and such?" She agreed and helped me pack.

I wasn't sure what all to think about when we had gotten to the airport. I had to fly alone but she kept me company until my plane took off around 3 o'clock.

I was exhausted and just wanted to get there already to meet my new family.

I brought my iPod that my friend had given me, before she moved away,so I could listen to some music.

I forgot to mention that my favorite band is Green Day. Every time I listen to them, it's like everything just stops and I drown myself in the meaningful lyrics.

I feel like I can relate to almost every fucking song. I put my headphones in and put on my Green Day playlist and jammed away as the plane took off.

I live in Florida so my plane ride is like 12 hours(I'm not sure how long the plane would take to get there. I am just guessing) until we landed in California, where my dad lives. At least I get to live somewhere nice for once, hopefully.

I slept almost the whole entire way so I was refreshed and ready to go.

I stood in the luggage claim waiting to see my bass and amp along with my duffle bag. I didn't own very much.

I grabbed my few items and looked around for some sort of sign of my dad. It was then that I realized I have no idea what he even looks like.