I put my head back staring up at the dirty white ceiling tiles and sighed, she was late why am I not surprised, she had not seen me for five years and she as late. I brought my head back to its normal position and noticed for the first time the amount of people looking at me, I slowly raised my hand and gave them all the finger smirking as the hurriedly walked away. I am rather cocky for a 15 year old, I don’t care what people think about me and I will soon tell them what I think, I swear a lot I do what I want and I am far from shy.
I looked around me before getting up and walking over to the large window watching a plane take of, my plan ride here had been horrible I sat next to an old smelly woman who complain about the youth today then fell asleep on my shoulder snoring, I hate old people.
I jumped slightly as my phone started to vibrate in my pocket, I struggled to get it out of my tight jeans.
"Ah" I raised my fist in the air when I finally managed to get it out earning a few weird looks.
"Hello, God specking" I heard a familiar laugh on the other end and narrowed my eyes.
"Why am I not surprised you answer the phone like that" I rolled my eyes walking back over to my bags.
"Because I am your son" she laughed again then sighed.
"I know you're angry at me right now but I have sent the boys to get you they should be there any second" I raised my eyebrows, the boys? Did I have some brothers I did not know about?
My mother is a slut, my father left her when I was five years old after that all she done was bring different men home and fuck them, sometimes they would hang around for a while, sometime they where nice to me sometimes they where mean but that never bothered me because they always left.
"Who are the boys mother?" she laughed again but this time it was more like a school girl giggle, I knew the answer before she said it, boyfriend.
"Well they are my boyfriend and his friends, oh Caleb he is so lovely, they all are your going to love him, and I mean it this time Caleb I am so old for this silly stuff, Travis is the one" I rolled my eyes again and stood back up walking over to the window again taking my bags with me.
"Okay mum, do they know what I look like" I placed my bags on the floor looking over at a girl as she starred back at me sympathy covered her face.
"Yes, of course they do silly, you’re my baby" I groaned still looking at the girl.
"Okay mum, bye" I closed the phone placing it back into my pocket slowly taking my eyes of the girls. I understood why she was looking at me like that so I did not get angry, I must look terrible right not, let me explain.
The reason I am moving back with my mother after five years is because of my dad, I moved to England when I was ten to live with him as I could not stand living with my mother anymore, everything was great at first until I told him I was gay, and in love with a boy, he started to beat me, my boyfriends mum stepped in when she come round to find me passed out on the floor and the next thing I know I am on a plan to California to live with my slut of a mother again.
"Excuse me, are you Caleb" I turned around and felt my mouth fall open but closed it quickly.
"Yes who are you" The boy smiled at me taking one of my bags.
"My name is Aled, this is Travis and his brother Dean" I noticed the other two for the first time, I looked at Travis giving him the meanest look I could.
"Oh great you found me" all three looked shocked at first but soon recovered.
"Well then let's get going your mum is so excited to see you" I raised my eyebrow at Travis and sighed.
"Yer so excited that she didn’t even want to come and pick me up" I pushed past him and started to walk toward the exit.
"What happened to your face" I stopped walking and looked up at, what's his name, Aled. I licked my lip and smirked slightly, he was hot.
"Didn’t mummy fill you in on why I was moving in with her" he shock his head then smiled.
"Didn’t mummy tell you your moving in with us, we all live there to" wait what did he say, no way in hell was I going to live with these people.
"Hell no, sorry I am not living with you loser good bye" I turned back around beginning to walk back to the ticket booth when someone grabbed my shirt pulling me back.
"Sorry kid but your coming with us, like it or not, we are stuck with you to" I screamed as Travis dragged me out of the airport.
"This is so fucking unfair, why god why do you hate me so much" I yelp as I was shoved into a car.
"God your so fucking rude, just push me around why don’t you yer great first impression, you are such a penis" Dean laughed loudly getting into the seat next to me.
"Travis he called you a penis" I shot him an evil look then starred out of the window as the car began to move.
"So Caleb, we decorated your room for you, me and Travis, I hope you like it" I scoffed crossing my arms.
"Whatever" Dean rolled his eyes slightly looking at his brother.
"How old are you?" I screwed my face up as Travis spoke but I answered anyway
"Okay so my mum is so excited to see me but yet she tells you nothing about me, I am 15 years old" Aled turned round to face me.
"Aww so young, Dean is 18, me and Travis are both 25" I rested my head in the window and sighed, this is so unfair, my dad beats the shit out of me so I have to live with a bunch of dicks. The car filled with awkward silence, Dean started to move around and I knew he was trying to think of something to say.
"So Caleb, do you have a girlfriend back home" Everyone smiled suddenly at the thought of a conversation.
"No I don’t, actually I am gay, I only fuck boys" Hello again awkward silence.
