Chapter 1
I woke up to a loud sound. I open my eyes to see what that noise was and of course it was my younger sister, Annabelle, or Belle for short.
“GET UP RIGHT NOW CHARLOTTE! GET UP NOW! MOM SAID BE READY IN A HALF HOUR!” Belle screamed.
“WILL YOU SHUT UP BELLA?! TELL HER I WILL BE READY!” I yelled back
“Whatever you say!” Belle remarked
I hate having siblings. I rather have a baby sister than one that is only 3 years younger than me. Belle is 19 so that makes me 22. I sprung out of my bed and took a quick shower. Once I got out Belle jumped out of nowhere and scared the crap out of me.
“AHHHHHH” Belle screamed
“AHHHHH!!!!!” I yelled in horror
“Gotcha! You should of seen the look on your face Charlie!” Belle said while laughing
“Don’t do that Belle! And my name is Charlotte not Charlie!” I yelled
I absolutely hat it when people call me Charlie. It bothers me so much because when you hear Charlie you instantly think it is a boy and I am not a boy! It is not my fault my parents named me Charlotte!
“Whatever ‘Charlotte’, are you ready yet? Your flight leaves at 12:00 and it is already 11:00…” Belle broke the silence.
“WHAT?! Stop messing with me and let me get ready!” I replied
I pushed Belle out of my room so I could get ready. I got dressed in my fall out boy t-shirt, skinny jeans and red converse. After, getting dressed I put on some mascara and some eye liner. I was moving to Florida to go to college. Once I told my sister, she was so excited I was leaving she started counting down the days. It has been about 3 months since I told her so that shows how much she hates me. As typical sisters we fight but I and Belle are the complete opposite so we NEVER get along ever. I grabbed my bags and headed downstairs to be greeted by my parents. I gave them I hug and said my goodbyes. I made sure I had everything I needed then I walked out the door to my car. Every single thing I did my parents made sure they were watching. My mom even started crying. I looked back one more time to see my sister doing a victory dance and my dad comforting my mom who was balling her eyes out. My mom was a very emotional person as you probably noticed. I felt kind of bad for leaving but the only school I liked was the University of Florida. I am going to college for a Telecommunication degree. Also I have a roommate oh great. I hope I like them. I also hope they like videogames because videogames are my life! I could not live with someone who won’t let me play videogames I would definitely not survive! There is another problem I am afraid of happening which is my roommate being a guy. A guy roommate is good because they would probably love videogames but living with a random guy is pretty weird. I honestly live with a girl but what happens, happens I guess. I live in Mississippi so Florida is not that far. I know you probably thinking flying to Florida is stupid. I agree but my mom doesn’t want me to drive and have my car break down so here I am driving to the airport. After a half an hour I reach the airport. I take my phone out from my pocket to check the time. 11:54PM. Yay I am not late for the flight. About a couple minutes for roaming around to find where to go I hear an announcement about flight my flight #613 to Florida. I look to see where everyone is going and follow them. To make sure I am getting on the right plane I tap on some guys shoulder to ask.
“Hey are you going to Florida too? I am meaning to ask if this is um the right plane…” I ask
“Yeah, this is it!” The guy replied
“Oh cool thanks!” I say
“What is your seat number?” He asks
“Um 108, what’s yours?” I reply
