Have you ever had a 48 hour hangover? Well I have.

Sat right here on my flight to California, sitting in front of a family with a screaming toddler that I would love to chuck out the emergency exit right now because my head is on fire.

A thumping headache is the only reminder of my friends back in Texas. From what I can remember it was one hell of a last party though. I almost lost my V card to the crush I've had since 3rd grade too, Hale the football GOD! But luckily my best friends pulled me out of that one. Being drunk and losing my virginity is not the way I wanted it to happen, and luckily they new that too.

My parents are leaving tomorrow morning, so dropped me on the first flight to California today with a underwhelming goodbye and just a couple of apologies and see you laters. Well I hope they have a good time neither the less. Maybe California would even be fun. That's if I can get away from those over protective brothers of mine.

I closed my eyes to try and drown out the screaming toddler and to dull my headache.

It worked and I woke up as we were landing. Grabbing my bags I headed through the terminal in search of Seb who was tasked with the job of picking me up.

"Big bro!" I screamed when I finally saw him. It had only been a couple of months since I'd seen him. Him and Jace had both flown back for Christmas with our parents before heading back just before New Years.

"Little Maya Moo" he yelled flinging his arms around me and lifting me off the ground. I tried to hide the wince I made from his screams, my hangover still in full affect.

Both Seb and Jace were the stereotypical high school jocks. Both popular as ever, both had a reputation to uphold, and one that I'm sure was ever present in their new life in California. It was like they new how bad boys could be so they tried to steer me clear of them. Since they moved permanently to California it was harder for them to have control of me, though regular check ins and 101 questions was just as bad.

Maybe they'll loosen the reigns a bit now I'm under there roof.

Seb took my bags and flung an arm round me. We began to walk towards the exit. "Good to see you sis, are you okay?"

"Just a headache that's all, must be near my time of the month" I replied completely lying and grinning up at him

Seb cringed, shook his head and tried to change the subject.

"So I know Jace mentioned the other night about our roommate. Thanks for not telling the rents. I'm not sure they would've minded before but they definitely will now with you living there!"

"What's his name?" I asked innocently trying to get a picture in my mind of the hopefully handsome guy I would be sharing a house with over the next year

"Noah. And no Maya, he's totally off limits. Don't even try, he's been told too. No silly business under my roof or anyone else's for that matter. See, Noah has a bit of a reputation..."

"So do you and Jace!!" I butted in

"No Maya, Noah is bad news when it comes to women. You'll get your heart broken and that is not something I want to deal with"

"Alright, alright. Note taken. Can we go home now?"

"Let's go MayMay"

"Stop with the nicknames Sebby, I'm almost 18, not a baby anymore, you'll see...."

And with that we walked out the airport in search of Sebs car to take us to my new home in California.