"Wake up zoey!!!!! My flight leaves at half 6!!!!" I yelled at my best friend. We met in 7th grade, that was the first year my parents 'forget about me' and what I mean is, they rarely feed me and when I would ask them when supper or lunch was ready they would hit me with whatever they could find, even if it was a baseball bat or something like that. Lets just I moved in with Zoey about a year after this had all happened, by that time I was 12 and I weighed 80 pounds.... Ya I wasn't too healthy, but her parents cared for me and treated me like family... We've been best friends since

"What the hell? What is half six? Is it like 3 or something. Because if so your screwed!" She yelled back, confusion clear in her voice.
    "It means six thirty, now get ur butt down here!!" I laughed
    "What, are you Irish now?"
" I mean I am part Irish but you know I just want to 'get in the spirit'." Note my sarcasm.
Finally Zoey was done and we drive to the airport.... Well I drove because Zoey was eating Dunkin doughnuts, I swear this girl can eat anything and she is still so skinny.. Me on the other hand, hand me a Hershey's kiss and boom!! 5 pounds have automatically been added!! I swear I used to be like her. Whatever. We were about half way through the drive to the airport when Zoey said something I had really hoped she would.

" I need the bathroom!! Now!" She yelled, practically making me slam on the brakes she scared me so much.
    " hold it in we are almost there!" I laughed.
     "I literally hate you!!!" She glared at me. I just laughed and attempted to hug her when the light was red but it ended up looking like a puppy being pushed away from its treat. Don't ask in weird.
        Finally we got to the airport and Zoey ran to the bathroom faster than you could say banana. I went over to a Starbucks and bought a caramel macchiato. I walked back I've still the bathroom just when Zoey came out. There was five minutes before my flight. Oh god was I dreading this moment! How could I leave her?? She's been my family for 6 years!!!! I had no choice, I mean she was coming over in a week to help me decorate my house which I had luckily gotten.

"Flight 272 to Dublin, Ireland is boarding" the intercom said.
          "Bye kait, you'll be fine, I'll see you in a week.... Just text me your address..." Zoey laughed, trying to lighten up the mood but sadness was still clear in her voice.At this point I was ready to just turn around and drive back home but I couldn't.. I had to go and that was what I was going to do.
            "Bye Zoey, and don't worry I'll text you me address as soon as I get off the plane." I laughed along with her. I waved at her and walked aboard the flight and sat down before anyone could see the tears in my eyes. I guess about half the flight decided not to board because when the plane took off there was no one next to me or in my row at all! That wasn't a bad thing though. I had never been on a plane and this was exciting for me, well kinda exciting like half me was excited and the other half was scared... Very very scared.
           Half way through the flight, I had to pee like really bad. So I did what any normal person would do and I went to the bathroom, except normally people would walk to the bathroom, I on the other hand, I'm not that normal I guess because of course I tripped on literally nothing and stumbled into the bathroom. Well that was attractive. I finished up and say back down.
I was awoken by the captain saying "We have safely landed in Dublin, Ireland. You may exit the plane." And next thing you know I was in Ireland with all these Irish people and thirty minutes until I'm actually home.. Great.... I got a taxi home and quickly noticed that they drive on the right side instead of the left.
I was so glad I furnished his house before moving into it because the first thing I did was lay on the couch, turn on the radio and fall asleep. I woke up the next morning to a song, I'm not sure what it was called but it was catchy so I started to sing along.

" I wanna run to you but there's no road left,
I gotta give a set but I'm out of breath,
I want to kiss your lips like I did back then,
so take me back to the night we met."
I really wish I could sing in front of people... That's really all I want to do! But right now I can't.... I wouldn't be able to take the hate. Even with Zoey by my side, I wouldn't be able to do it because it all just brings me back to my past where my parents wouldn't feed me or when my boyfriend, scratch that ex boyfriend, kept telling me that I was annoying, that I couldn't sing, that I was fat, that I was stupid and that he couldn't stand me... That absolutely broke me, he was the one I would go to for anything, that was until I found Zoey. I broke up with him that week and he got mad at me, really mad, so mad that he would beat me when I tried to walk away form him or use me as his personal punching bag. It was so bad, his words were so bad and all of the hate, I just couldn't take it. And that leads me to where I am now. Alone, in my house, afraid of love and singing.... Wow two things I really wanted to do but just couldn't...

~ 1 week later~
I just picked Zoey up from the airport about an hour ago and since I didn't really want anything about my house to change, so we just watched Netflix and ate ice cream, popcorn, candy, and pizza. My favourites!

"Hey I heard there was a gig in one of the cd shop thingys so I got us tickets to see whoever a singing" Zoey told me. "I Think they're called record shops and yay!!! When is it?" I laughed. "Twenty minutes...." I glared at her and ran to my room to pick out some clothes. Thankfully I had some of the high fashion clothes since I had gotten a job and Zoey's parents never let me pay for anything. I had so much money that I didn't know what to do with it, so I decided to put half of it away for when I needed it and the rest I used for clothes, food, etc.
I put on some mascara on, as I wasn't a big fan of makeup, and we were off to the record shop.
"Why are we so early??!!" I asked Zoey."have you seen how packed these things get? Very, so I wanted to get us here as early as I could!"she laughed.
A couple hours went by and finally the band was on stage. They were good, really good and Zoey had told me half way through the gig that she had gotten us VIP tickets so we got to meet them backstage. Just then I heard that song again, The Night We Met, ya that's what it was called! I absolutely loved that song, so much that I bought it and I've been listening to it ever since... I went backstage and was instantly greeted by the 6 lads known as Hometown. There was one that caught me eye, his name was Brendan and he was cute, and so far my time in Ireland wasn't half bad. I was actually happy I had come! I stayed a bit longer and actually really hit it off with the boys. In fact I actually got there numbers!! Zoey and I were so exhausted, that we just headed home and fell asleep.

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