Second day was much like the first. Attending classes, eating lunch, hanging out after dinner. Talking to Elizabeth when it's lights out before I go to sleep. It has been pretty much the same routine for two weeks now, and it's been really fun but it's starting to hit me hard. Home. I miss it. Hot summer days and my bedroom and my popular friends. My family, the familiarity in my life that I have been missing. That and study, god I'm finding it so hard to study at the moment. Back at home I used to study in my bedroom, it was just my little place where I felt most complete. I feel so homesick, to the point where I actually feel sick. And around here I just feel completely exposed all the time, like someone is watching me. And maths is driving me insane.
"Hey what are you doing up here?" I smile, we have talked that often these past few weeks that I don't need to look up to know who it is.
"Hey Elliot, struggling with my classes and trying to study so I thought I'd some to the library." He frowns.
"On a weekend?" I shrug.
"Yeah, why not?" He shrugs back.
"Well I don't know; most people don't tend to some to the library on weekends. They think it's boring." I smirk at him.
"Well then what are you doing here?" He chuckles.
"I am a fanboy nerd geek boy remember? Rules of being a socially acceptable person do not apply to me. Anyway, what are you struggling with?" I look at him.
"Maaaaaaaaaths." I pretend to sob into my textbook. "Whhhhhy?!" Elliot bursts out laughing.
"Well I can tell you that you are not struggling with drama by any means, you know if you want I can help you out." I shake my head.
"No, I don't want to take up your time or anything." He laughs.
"Oh, and they say us British are the polite ones, Australians aren't falling far behind. Besides I literally have nothing else to do so I don't mind helping." I shuffle over to make room for him.
"Alright, if you insist." He smiles and pulls out his textbooks from his bag.
"So, what exactly are you stuck on?" I rest my head on the desk.
"Everything." He raises his eyebrows at me, "Okay, okay, mainly integration. Like calculus, when will I ever use this in my life?" He shakes his head.
"It's more common than you think actually, but anyway what exactly about integration are you stuck on?" I sigh.
"I don't know, it's kind of hard to know what I get when I feel like I'm not getting any of it, it's like a whole other language. Give me an English essay and I'll finish it tonight for you but math, I mean I was in the lowest maths class in school so that says something." He frowns at me. "Sorry, I just miss home I guess." He nods.
"That's understandable, what's your home like? Do you have any siblings?" I shake my head.
"No only child, I wasn't blessed with a twin unfortunately." He rolls his eyes, "Home is nice, it's a small house cause it's just the three of us, but it works. I have my own room, and everything is just so... familiar. And I miss the sun!" He laughs.
"Yeah you kiss that goodbye when you live here, well if you ever need anything else just let me know okay?" I nod.
"Thanks Elliot, again." He smiles as he sets his schoolbooks side by side with mine.
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Snowfall
Teen FictionAn Australian student Katie is on an exchange trip to London. Upon arrival she notices the show falling down from the sky, it's magical. When she gets to the boarding school she will be staying at for the next few months she automatically is greeted...