Dazed and confused

Chapter 28

The plane finally landed, and I was happy we did.

I hated planes, never liked them as a child.
But now I was a big grown up teenager""" my mother reminds me every day.

It was the long ass process of getting out of here that bugged me.

I had gotten all my bags and all my things ready, only for my brother to start randomly yelling at me.

"Hey, I'm gonna to the toilet. I'll meet you out there."
I said, trudging down to the woman's bathrooms.

I stared at my reflection in the mirror, my blonde curly hair. My green piercing eyes, pale skin.

It all bugged me, I didn't like the way I looked.
My mother always told me.
"It was your great grandparents that gave you those looks, be great full you don't have our dull features."
Like I really cared, I was a bit weird looking in my opinion.

We were staying in New York for a month, we have family here, I was born in New York but my parents were quick to move to Australia.

We were staying in a hotel where my family use to live a while ago.

Apparently it was "vintage", I was excited to be in New York. I loved it here, and I wish we actually lived here.

We caught a taxi to the hotel, and I loved the look of it.

I ran up the stairs eggar to relax.
"Honey your rooms the second one to the left, make yourself at home yeah."
I nodded.

I throw my bags on the bed, the view was amazing. Breath taking really.

The floor boards were all squeaky, kind of annoying me.

I'm such a picky person, dam.

I scrolled on my phone, texting friends.
After a while I was bored, I should be exploring New York! Not on my phone!

I was staring at the corner of the room, taking in every detail, the white painted walls the wooden floor boards.
But just this one wooden floor board in the corner of the room facinated me.

It was slightly lifted then the rest.
I tilted my head, getting up from my bed sitting next to it.

I put my ear to it, knocking on it.
Hollow.

Now this was exciting.
Probably just an old part of the house. Nothing to exciting.

I got my nails under it, it was moving slightly but not enough.

So I got up and ran to the kitchen grabbing a knife.

I ran back practically throwing myself to the ground.

I stabbed the ground, it was lifting the floor board up Until it flew up.

A bunch of dust long with it.
I coughed slightly blowing the dust away.
When my eyes widened seeing a book wedged into the ground.
I put my hand down and pulled it out.

It was covered in dirt.
I blew it, a sheet of dust falling off it.

Revealing a title.
"Millies photo album <3"

Now this was cool.
The book was a creamy yellow decorated with cute blue little flowers.

The date.
"2019- forever! Lola wrote that, I guess it fits."
The writing was scribbled hand writing.

I flipped the page, seeing amazing quality photos of people, woman and a guy.

They were really pretty, one was blonde and one had brown hair.
And the guy had black? Maybe brown? Curly hair.
Kind of resembles my curly hair, but mine is longer.