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Annabeth:

I snuggled into his chest as I felt one of his single tears fall into my hair. I looked up at him and wiped them away with the strength I had left. I gave him a weak smile and he smiled back. I spoke my last words to him which made him cry even more. I snuggled back into his chest and closed my eyes.

Why had I just spoken my last words to him?

Why was he crying?

Well... Let me tell my story.

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One Year Earlier:

I rushed off of the Canadian Air Lines plane and flipped my hoody up. I felt better disclosing my face from the people around me, it made me feel secure. I looked around the unfamiliar surroundings of the Toronto Airport in hopes of finding the baggage claim. New start, new life, new country. Everything's all good.. Right?

I brought my headphones up from around my neck to my ears, and pressed the play button on my Spotify. I slipped my phone into my back pocket as 'Stitches' by Shawn Mendes began to play. I smiled. Hey, I just moved to the same city where my favorite singer is from, I should be excited! That thought didn't lift my mood enough. I sighed as I went down the stairs that led to the baggage claim, my backpack bouncing up and down on my back.

I saw several media people standing near the exit searching around for someone. I shrugged it off and stood near the conveyer belt waiting for my luggage to come around. My eyes twitched and I tried my best to not rub them, I needed to get new contacts.

I felt odd as several people also crowded around me, one also wearing a hoody to cover his face. I gave a sigh of relief as I saw my blue duffle bag roll around, finally! I grabbed it and slung it over my shoulder. I squeezed my way out but was shaken by this uncomfortable feeling I was being watched.

Chill Annabeth, it's just paranoia. I looked around me and caught the guy in the hoodie staring at me. Okay, so I WAS being watched. I pulled out my phone and dialed my cousin. Where was she?!

"Hey girly, where are you?" Georgia asked over the phone, the girl finally answered!

"Uh, walking outside right now, where are you?" I asked as I jogged out the sliding doors and looked around.

"Well i've passed by twice and cant seem to find your red head anywhere!" She said with a giggle.

I rolled my eyes, my bright red curls are noticeable, but were just covered by my jacket. I took off my hoodie and rolled my eyes as my curls puffed out.

"How about now?" I asked.

"Aww, your accent is so cute" she said in a baby voice.

My English accent did stand out, but so did my hair.

"Shut up and come find me, I feel extremely uncomfortable and tired." I snapped.

"Okay okay jeez, I'm pulling in right now. Oh look, see, now I can see you." she said.

I heard a shout to my right and I looked up to see the guy in the hoodie hold up a girl that looked about thirteen. I looked forward to see a grey car pull in. I smiled and realized that the call was still on. I canceled it and walked up to my cousin, who had just stepped out of the car.

"Hey, its so good to see you." Georgia said as she squeezed me tight.

"Same, I guess..." I said pulling away and grabbing my bags.

We put my stuff in the back seat and I sat in the passenger side, slipping off my headphones and letting them rest on my neck.

"You know one of my friends from high school came today on a plane. He's going to be going to the same school as you. Hey, maybe you guys can be friends!" Georgia said jumping up in her seat and looking towards me in excitement

I shook my head and looked out my window.

"Georgia, I don't think I'm gonna be making friends anytime soon." I said resting my head on the glass.

I felt her hand on my back and I looked towards her to see her looking at me with a sad look.

"Don't let the pains of the past pull you down." She said with a look of sympathy.

"Funny, Dad used to say the same exact thing." I said before looking back out the window.

I heard her sigh before I pulled my headphones up and pressed play again. Georgia wanted me to do something I wasn't prepared to do.. What may that be?

Re-entering society.

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Shawn:

I banged my head on the desk of my hotel room. I was homesick to the extreme. I missed the days where I would walk into the kitchen and Mum would have a whole tray of muffins on the counter ready to eat. The days where I would come home from school and could just plop down on the couch and watch TV. Now I felt like the time raced by, I was stressed from the constant interviews, the constant writing and having to do my virtual school.

Don't get me wrong, I love my fans and the rush of performing on stage, but sometimes it all gets a little to much. (You see what I did there?). I needed to write more songs for my next album, but I was stuck... My hotel room door opened and Andrew walked in. I leaned back in my chair as he entered and sat at the edge of my bed.

"How's my star doing?" he asked, a huge smile on his face.

"Andrew, to be honest, not very good." I said, running my hand through my hair.

He furrowed his eyebrows and adjusted the way he was sitting on the bed.

"What's up kid?" he asked pressing his hands together.

"I'm stressed and extremely homesick. I haven't seen my family in forever, and I'm out of ideas for music." I said with a huge sigh.

Andrew nodded his head and looked down at the floor.

"Well look here kid. I understand all of this, but every celebrity goes through this," He said looking up at me, which made my head drop.

"But your still young, which is why, when I realized you weren't feeling it, I got this." he said handing me a paper.

I looked up and my eyebrows furrowed together as I took the slip of paper out of his hand. My eyes widened when I realized it was a plane ticket back home!

"I even cancelled your Virtual School." he said with a grin.

I stopped smiling and stared at him.

"What?" I questioned.

"Well you know, I thought you might want to finish this year of high school back home." he said with a smile.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" I shouted, standing up and hugging him.

"Alright Shawn, don't go all girly on me." he said pulling away from me.

Once he exited the room, I immediately contacted my family. They were as excited as I was! Mum got to work in re-enrolling me in school, Dad was gonna be dad and watch TV and Aaliyah was going to bake me muffins. Mmm muffins! Right after the phone call with my family, I skype called my two best friends at home.

"Guys!" I shouted as my friends faces appeared on screen.

"Shawn!" they shouted back.

"What's up buddy?" Georgia asked.

Georgia was an older sister to me. She was three years older than me, and used to babysit me when I was ten. I adored her like a sister, but that also meant I could be the annoying little brother.

"Nothing much.. Just that I'm coming HOME!" I yelled raising my plane ticket.

"Seriously?!" Dante yelled as Georgia cheered.

Dante was my other best friend. I was a year older than him and we met in elementary school. We were a family and I was the middle child... But hey, I didn't choose what age my friends were, I chose wither they were my friends or not.

"When's the flight?" Georgia asked.

"Uhm.. Tomorrow?!" I said my eyes widening as I noticed the date was scheduled for tomorrow

"Tomorrow?! Dude yes!" Dante said with a cheer.

"Hey, my cousins moving to Canada from London and her flight gets here at like 12 in the afternoon tomorrow." Georgia said checking her phone.

"Cool, my flight gets there at the same time! Hey, maybe i'll see her there!" I said with a smile

We continued to talk for what seemed like minutes, but was actually hours. Eventually we had to do something with our lives so we hung up. I finished packing and laid down on my bed. Tomorrow, I was going home! Finally... My eyes drooped and I closed them.

The next morning I woke up early, grabbed my luggage, and was driven to the airport. I got onto the airplane and smiled as the plane took off. Toronto, here I come!

Once the plane landed I flipped my hoodie up, I guess it fell off when I began taking a nap. I grabbed my bag and was the first one off the plane. I rushed to the baggage claim in hopes no one would realize I was a celebrity, that way I wasn't mobbed. I went down the stairs quickly and suddenly realized paparazzi looking around in the crowd.

I covered my face and walked with the crowd of people towards the conveyer belt. I heard an airport personnel say that our flight luggage was with the London flight on belt 4. I saw the crowd of people surrounding it and as I walked, I saw a perfect spot right beside someone else who had a gray hoodie on. I slipped in beside her and saw the girl look at me.

I hoped she didn't recognize me and tell everyone who I was. She seemed not to have because she looked away quickly. I couldn't help but have noticed her red curly hair and pale skin. I had only gotten a quick glimpse at her face, but I could tell she was beautiful. She reached forward and grabbed a bright blue duffel bag and began to walk to the exit, I couldn't help but stare after her. She dialed on her phone and she looked around, her eyes settling on me. I quickly looked away and just in time because my suitcase rolled around the side. I grabbed my bag and looked to see that the girl had disappeared through the sliding doors that lead to the pick up stop.

I made my way out and was almost immediately greeted by small arms wrapping around me. I recognized the arms as Aaliyah's and I picked her up and whirled her around then hugged her tight. Oh how I missed my family. She squealed and I set her down, then greeted my parents. Dad put my luggage in the trunk of the van as Mum, Aaliyah, and I piled into the van. We drove off and I talked about how my travels had gone so far. It was about an hour drive back home, but the whole time I spent around my family, I was distracted.

Finally, I went into my room and laid down on my bed, exhausted from the day. I couldn't get her out of my mind for some strange reason... I couldn't get the girl with red hair out, and I didn't understand why. I mean I wasn't ever going to see her again... Right?

I hope you liked this first chapter and as a warning, this story will eventually get depressing cause I'm depressing and its just how I write... Don't forget to vote and comment with feedback on the story!!

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