It was the beginning of another crappy day at my school it was Thursday, only this time it was different, it was my last day. I smiled at my alarm clock as I saw the time it read. Six thirty. Exactly twelve hours until I leave to catch my flight to Baltimore, America. I couldn’t wait. It would be a new start, new friends. The only person I would miss would be my friend Sophie, she had always been there for me and I had always been there for her. I was going to miss her but she know why I had to go and she knew exactly why I was happy about it.

My brothers aren’t going with me to Baltimore; they are going to their Dads. Only me, my Mum, my step Dad and my little sister were moving. The reason was is because my Mum wanted a new job and I said that I would come with her because I hated my Dad and because I don’t like anyone I know, apart from Sophie. I had wanted to move somewhere else for ages; this was the perfect opportunity so when my Mother asked me if I wanted to go with her I didn’t hesitate to say yes.

After I had finished getting dressed I grabbed some cornflakes and shoved them in a bowl. I ate them quickly and hastily, taking spoonfuls in between telling my brothers to get ready for school and my Mum to hurry up. Once I was at school I was bombarded with good bye and good luck cards and presents. I said thank you and carried on my day as usual. I didn’t have much to do at school because all of the teachers knew that I was going to be moving that night. It was a pretty easy but boring day.

Once I got back home after school Sophie helped me pack the last of my stuff. We had dinner and then she left crying and sobbing saying that I should take her with me. After she had gone I got changed into what I was going to be wearing on my way there since it was going to be a long flight i needed something that was nice looking but was comfortable as well. I had already chosen green skinny jeans, a red and black checked shirt, a black hoodie and my blue high top converse. Which i had chosen a couple of days before so we could send our other things over so that they would be waiting for us when we get there. We were only allowed one bag in the car to put things in so i had a little suitcase and in it i put my laptop, my laptop charger, my phone charger and my IPod charger.

As we piled into the car I received a text from Sophie “Hey, I know you’re leaving now and that you won’t be able to use this phone ever again once you’re at the airport but i just wanted to say that the second to arrive in Baltimore DM me on Twitter. I don’t care what time it is. Love you! Xxx” I just laughed and replied back “Hey! I shall you know I was going to anyway! Silly child! :’) Love you too! Xxx” I turned off my phone and got out my IPod. I shuffled through my endless list of artists and decided to put on Blink 182. It seemed to only take us a few minutes to get to Heathrow airport when it was actually nine o’clock. We got out bags out and walked though the airport. Checking in and sorting out things. I wasn’t really paying attention, I was shattered. Once we boarded the plane I got as comfy as i could, I fell asleep.

I woke up when my Mum was shoving me and saying, “Wake up we’re here. We need to get off the plane in a minute.” I opened my eyes properly and the first thing i noticed was the dark. I looked down at my watch and saw that it was 1 in the morning.

“Mum, I thought this was an eight hour flight?” I said as i got my things and got off the plane.
“It was but you have to remember Baltimore is behind the UK by four hours” My mum replied. I carried on walking though the airport with my mum, Ant and Morgan until we reached outside. My mum got us a taxi, or how I will now say it, cab. We got in and mum got out a piece of paper which had an address on it. She read it out and the cab driver nodded and started to drive off. While we were driving I put in my earphones and put on Blink 182 again. Blink were one of my favourite bands. We drove for about an hour before my mum paid the cab driver as we got out.

I turned around and saw the house i was going to be living in from now on. It was a reasonable sized house and had a driveway to fit one maybe two cars at a push on it. There was a small bit of grass next to the driveway but apart from that there was no front garden. As i walked inside the house i saw that there was no hall just the front room with a kitchen/dining room only divided by a marble top counter. The front room already had a sofa and a coffee table and a television. I walked though through the door at the back of the room and turned the light on. There was a staircase leading upstairs and a staircase leading downstairs. There was a door next to the staircases which i guessed led to the bathroom. I walked up stairs and stood in the hallway. There were only two doors but we needed three bedrooms. I got confused but I went into one of the rooms anyway to have a look. It had a baby’s bed in it and a shelving unit and a couple of boxes that I recognised with all of Morgan’s things in. I came out of that room and walked across the hall to the other room. Inside was a huge king sized bed and a cupboard and a couple of other boxes with Mum and Ants things in. I walked downstairs to hear the TV on with some guy talking about the news on it. I walked across the room to my mum and said, “So where’s my room? I’ve been upstairs but there are only two bedrooms. None of which have my things in them.” My mum just replied,

“Have you been downstairs?” I looked at her and just walked off towards the door. I then ran down the stairs. Once at the bottom i turned the light on. It was the basement but it was all made into a bedroom. Also, because it was on the bottom floor it was the length and width of the house. It was massive! I had a double bed all made up and ready and a cupboard and a chest of draws and in the middle of my room was my four boxes of things. I ran back up the stairs and said I love you to my mum and she just laughed and told me to get some sleep because I had to go to school in the morning. I just smiled and went back downstairs to find my pyjamas and get into bed. It was three o’clock in the morning after all. I set my alarm for seven and went to sleep.