Break your little heart

As I got off the plane I had a sense that things were really going to change now. I felt like a piece of me was lost. My name is Carlie, I guess people would call me a rocker in so respects because that's how I dressed and what I looked like.
I'm 16 going on 17 and I am being forced to live with my grandparents in Baltimore Maryland in the United States from England. I hadn't seen my grandparents since I was 5 or 6 so seeing them now was going to be awkward especially under the circumstances.
I should explain, I have just lost my parents in a fire. They went out to a party for a family member I wasn't allowed to go as I had my first day back at school the next day. The family members house caught fire some electrical fault and my parents didn't get out in time.
I got of the plane and through customs when I saw my grandparents considering I hadn't seen them in years I ran up to them and hugged them and started to cry.
"Carlie everything is going to be OK..... shush now jellybean," my grandmother said tapping me on the back comforting me.
I took a step back and my grandmother wiped my eyes.
"Hi Grandpa," I mumbled while giving him a hug.
"Hey jellybean, come on let's go," my grandpa replied.

I should explain about my grandparents they were quite young they were only in there 50s and I was there only grandchild. They were my dads parents and unfortunately not very close to their son that's why I never saw them. Their names were Thomas and Susan.

As we walked out the airport and drove to the town I would now be living in I put my headphones in and just sat silently. Every now and again I kind of felt my grandma looking at me with a worried expression on her face. I knew my grandparents were worried about me because I had a history of self harm and cutting myself. It was my way of coping. I hadn't done it though since a week before my parents died. You'd think I would have tried cutting myself when they died but I didn't and I don't know why.

We pulled up to a house times bigger than the one I lived in in England. I was awestruck and in complete shock at how big my new home was.
I took the stuff I had brought out the car and I was shown to my room which was humungous. I sat on my bed thinking about the day I had, had so far and realised that for once I hadn't had a panic attack.

I unpacked all my stuff and realised it was getting late by the time I was finished so I got ready for bed and fell asleep ready to start school the next day. I was anxious to go to a new school but tried not to think of it.
I fell asleep instantly tired from the days events.

Notes

Hi this is my first fan fic and I am terrified lol. I will try and update as much as I can but if you could comment any feedback that would be awesome. Thanks.