Arabella’s POV

I wake up to the sound of my lovely alarm clock… said no one… ever. I slammed the snooze button, and dragged myself to the shower. It was 1AM. You’re probably thinking, who gets up at 1AM?!?! Well you would too if your flight to your new home leaves at three. I’m moving to London, England to start a new life. There is nothing left for me here in Oklahoma. No caring family to worry about, well except for my brother.

Daniel is 25, and moved out a few years ago, but he was almost always at home. He has a house and a girlfriend, but she’s always at work. Danny has always been here for me, but I need to be more independent and take responsibility; I am 18.

My parents see me as a mistake. They didn’t want me, but they had to take me. Danny felt bad that my father hit me all the time, and my mom couldn’t care less. My friends, Carly and Luke, helped me too, they are more like my family then my parents will ever be. But that’s in the past; I’m leaving to start a new life with the money left for me in my grandparent’s will and the money I earned from work, and I didn’t tell anybody about London.

I hop out of the shower and change into this: http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=73651518 I grabbed my luggage and called a cab. London here I come.

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I checked my bag in and waited for my flight to be called. The airport was nearly deserted. As I step onto the plane, I take my seat and plug my headphones in. Soon after the plane took off, I wasn’t going to miss Oklahoma. I guess you could say I was… starting over…