Forgotten

Im back!

England and California are totally different and the people are total opposites. In England the weather is cold, windy, and depressing. But in California it's sunny and hot. The people in England are kind and friendly. But I can't say the same for the people in California; they're rude stuck up rich kids.

I get out of my cab, pay the guy and watch him drive away. I just stand there with my luggage in my hands looking at what I used to call home. I'm scared. I'm scared what will happen when I open that door. What will my parents say? Do they still love me? Or did they forget about me. All these questions are running through my mind I can't think straight. I shake my head to clear my mind when I loose my balance. My ankle twists on the curb and I close my eyes tight just to wait for the impact of the concrete. But nothing. No pain, except warm arms around my waist that give me goosebumps in a matter of seconds. I open my eyes, just in time to come face to face with the most beautiful brown eyes. I look into his eyes, getting lost into them. It feels like hours I'm like this just staring at this guy. Until I hear him speak and I'm back to reality.

"Are you okay?" He asked looking at me with concern. I'm lost of words and I can't seem to speak. Stupid. So I just nod, not looking away from his gaze.

"Can you talk?" This guy asked me. Of course I can talk dumbass. Oh wait I shouldn't be the one calling him dumb, I'm the one not being able talk looking stupid. I manage to open my mouth and make sure it doesn't come out in a blab.
"Yes, I'm okay." I say looking down. And that's when I realize he's still holding on to me. I grabbed his hands to take them off my waist, but when I touched his hands it felt right. They were warm, soft, and welcoming. I didn't want to let go. But I had to. I look up finally being able to see who this beautiful creature was. He had short brown hair, but not an ugly short hair cut. It was cute; it fit him. His eyes were hypnotizing, when I looked into them I forgot about everything, all my worries. He was about 6'3, I looked at his body next. I think I just drooled.

"Are you done checking me out princess?" He asked, giving me a smirk. He just called me princess!! When he smirked I saw two dimples on her a checks. Oh my gosh can he get any cuter? Oh shit I'm checking him out again! Okay I need to leave before I make my self look even more dumb.

"Ihavetogo! Thanksforsaving mylife, bye!" I said very fast trying to get out of this awkward situation. Well it's awkward for me. I grabbed my bags and ran off before I made a bigger fool out of myself.
Shit. I ran up to my house forgetting about everything. I stopped at the door just staring at it. I can't do this. I looked behind me noticing the cute guy was gone. I put my luggage down and sat on them. I just sat there thinking. I sat there for maybe 2-3 hours. I'm soo scared. I have no idea what to expect when I go inside. Come on Daisy, you can do it!

"Yes I can do it!" I yelled, noticing I just yelled, I covered my mouth hoping no one heard me. I finally get the courage to get up and open that door. I grab my luggage and twist the handle very slowly. I push my door open very slowly hoping no one will hear me. I step in and close the door behind me, accidentally slamming it; Damn me!
"Daisy is that you?"