"Have a nice day now"
I exited the plane.
"Cheers" I mumbled my thick British accent really stood out here.
I walked threw the long white corridors of the airport. Jesus Christ its bloody roastin I thought as I tugged of my leather jacket.
I followed the exit signs until I was in a room surrounded by crying couples and drivers holding up signs saying stuff like 'Mrs.Apllebush'.
God I hope all Americans arnt emotional wreck. I was snaped back to reality as i realised that there was a short blounde lady stood about 3 feet from me.
"JESUS CHIRIST OH MIGHTY " I shriked as I jumped back resulting in a knocked over couple they just gave me a disapproving headshake and sigh.
"Hello dear, sorry It looks like i might have scared you a bit"she chucked.
"Don't worry about it love" I sighed.
I hope I didn't come of as to cocky.I mean she did invite me to live with her when I had nobody.
"Kay dear, your bike arrived yeterday. Its been a nightmare trying to keep the boys of it!" We both chuckled.
"wait...what boys?" I questioned my once smile Turing into a frown.
"My sons?.. Oh yes of course you wouldent know! I have ten boys"
"Holy sh- suger cookies" Mrs .Jhonston just raised a eyebrow as if to say 'what the hell have I done iv ended up this a nutter'
HEY OREOS WE MEETING THE BOYS NEXT CHAPTER I WILL PROBLEY POST IT IN THE NEXT COUPLE OF HOURS. I WAS THINKING I MIGHT MAKE A BIO FOR EACH BOY AND POST THEM ?. GIVE OPIONS IN COMMENTS AND PLZ FAVROUITE ;)
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The Badgirl And The Ten Boys
General FictionBlake winter is as as cold as her name. Her steely green eyes cut like glass. Blake is not the avrage girl she's one of the badest bitches out there the only thing she truly loves is her motorbike, gun and tattos. Until one day she's forced to live...
