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Chapter 1

Hey here's chapter two. From now on it isn't going to be from third person, it's going to be from Rose's point of view. Just clearing up any confusion...

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I am a complete, total, and utter moron. I haven't been here a week, scratch that. I haven't been here two days and my life has already gone to hell.

It all started a month ago when I received a call from Bridge High- the boarding school I have been dreaming over since I was little-saying I got accepted, full scholarship. I freaked out, my parents wouldn't stop gushing about it to all of my family.

We were prepared within a week after the news, it was great. My parents were always smiling and telling me how proud they were. I was proud of myself, all of the extra classes paid off sooner than I had anticipated. People always asked me if I ever got lonely being at the top of each class. And truthfully, I never did. I had to worry about my future and my dream. So I answered them with a simple shake of the head. I had done this and I was proud.

Fast forward a month. Me and my parents are in the car driving to the airport. We had to take twists and turns to get to the parking lot because I had three huge travel bags filled with my clothes, I would have had to have brought more, but the school said we could mail it all to the school and they would stay in my dorm until I got there.

The goodbyes were terrible, my Mom was crying about me being all grown up. Then my Dad was blubbering about how if any boy tried to ask me out while he wasn't there to inspect him, there would be one less guy in this world. They were like that for a good ten minutes before I had to remind them I would miss my flight. After that most of it was a blur of running around to find the terminal, and them crying every now and then.

How I got onto the plane was a mystery to in itself, but once I sat down i tried to fall asleep to the captains voice.

"Hello passenger's, we thank you for choosing our airline. We hope to have a clear flight though once we get to London the weather is supposed to be raining. Hope you all brought a jacket because it's cold. This is the captain signing out. Have an amazing flight. Oh one more thing the flight should last about eleven hours." Everyone on the plane started to complain.

Just as I was closing my eyes, I felt a kick from the back of my chair. I turned my head, only to see an eight year old red faced, and by the looks of it, about to scream. Great just my luck I would get stuck - kick- with a braty-kick- nosed kid. -kick-

I had an aisle see which was the only good thing in this situation, and the other two seats were taken by a couple. Soon the boy calmed down, my guess is he took a nap. But then the couple next to me started getting irritable.

"Did you pack the gift for my mother?" The man asked. With a sigh the woman looked away from the window and at the man that I think was her husband. "No, I told you clear as day before we left to get the things for your mother." She said straining to keep her voice even. "What? Are you mad woman? I never heard you say this to me." He said, a vain sticking out of his neck. "Harold! You did head me, it's just you were watching the telly again." "Well why didn't you tell me again?" "Because your mother is a hag."

By then the whole cabin was silent. "That's what she said about you the night before our wedding." Then the whole airplane was filled with a chorus 'ohhhh' and things of that nature. And right when the whole plane started debating over the couples life, the kid in the back of me started to kick again.

With a sigh I put on some headphones. Then I promised

to call my mom and tell her how greatful I was for the present. This is going to be a long flight.