A Bewitching Dilemma

Preamble

     Have a Good Day all of you!

That's Sarah's clothing up there.

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'Just a lil bit more!' I said to myself as I tried to reach my scrunchie with my already stretched-to-extremes arm. Just that moment I heard the door of my room bang open and my mom yelling,

"Sarah! What the heck have you done to your room? And then you ask why I call you an animal sometimes"

Flinching from the voice, I lifted my head a bit and met with the bed's plank and bumped my head.

"What's wrong mum? I will gather everything in time. Don't worry." I said, popping my head out from under the bed, rubbing it with my hand, " I really was packing the bags just when my scrunchie rolled under the bed" , I huffed.

"Okay. Just make sure you don't leave this room such a mess and that you don't miss your flight.", and she closed the door heading out.

"Of course I won't," I yelled back.

I crawled out, cussing the scrunchie, and took in the 'impeccable' view of my room with my clothes and shoes sprawled all over. My suitcases overflowing with my apparel on my bed. GREAT! What A Mess! Well done, Sarah! But it's okay. Come on, you can do it. Let's get back to packing.

After hours of sorting and folding and stuffing my clothes, I dialed my best friend.

"Seraphina Rose Wilson, are you all set to fly?" , I cringed at the high pitched squeal of my dearest friend.

"Hello to you too, Juliette Eve Harper. And yes I am all set. But I wanted to ask tha-"

"Yeah, I know what you wanna ask. So, my mum will be giving us a ride. I will be picking you up. Be ready at 1.", she interrupted, "Bran and Adam will tag with us so we'll have to fetch them too. Tyler and his dad will lift Sofia, and Ben and will meet us directly at the airport. Is that it?", she finished.

"Yeah. That's exactly why I called."

"Figured much owing to your tendency to never pay attention to plans and then ask me all about it at the last moment."

"You know me.", I winked, well aware that she can't see me but will know from my tone.

"That's what best friends are for. Anyways now don't waste any more time and start dressing up-" I thought she was done here before she quickly added, "- for Brandon" She ended the call before I could say anything back.

That's my best friend for you. We, as in my whole squad, are leaving for London today. After our high school graduation two weeks back we decided to have a trip together as we are soon gonna be separated to attend our Unis. Now let me introduce you to my squad. So first we have Me, Julie, Tyler, and Ben, who have been best friends since kindergarten. Then, Sof joint us in 6 grade followed by Adam and Brandon in our sophomore year of high school. We all have been best friends long since. Further Sof and Tyler act like couple but refuse to be officially called so though they also refuse to be just friends.

I, Julie and Ben got in Oxford, so are to stay in England only. Sofia and Tyler, the love birds of our squad, are taking a year off and planning to travel the world together. And Ben and Adam will come back as they will attend Stanford here in California. So, in London it will be like a crossroad for all of us.

And yes, about Brandon. The thing is that he keeps hitting on me and flirting with me in a playful, frank way. He says that he likes me but I know he is kidding because he has had many flings in the past which rests his case and I don't believe that I am pretty enough for him to possibly fancy me. And I would much rather our friendly bond than a romantic one. So we just laugh it off. But my crew never misses a chance to tease my easily embarrassed self. I sometimes feel like I, too, have a crush on him, but then, sometimes like I don't. I know that's complicated but that's what I feel. And lowkey that's the reason I don't agree to go out with him; I am afraid that either he will end up breaking my heart or I will end up breaking his and we will both end up on a bad note and ruin the friendship we share now.

Anyways, I took a shower, and dressed myself up in a pair of blue jeans and a white top and took a beige cardigan along in case I need one in London's cool breeze when we land there. Put a coat of mascara on my naturally long lashes, curled them and rubbed some strawberry lip-gloss across my chapped lips. I see my hazel eyes staring back at me in the mirror as I curled my brown hair lightly. I smiled at my reflection.

A loud horn beeped.

"Sarah, Julie's here." I heard my mom.

I rushed downstairs as my dad helped me with my luggage. I headed out the door.

"You got everything right? Ticket, passport?"

"Yes mum. I got everything."

"Jeez I'm gonna cry. Why you have to go so far for college. You could have simply attended any University here. I'm going to miss you", she said as tears escaped from her eyes.

I hugged her tight, "It's okay mum. I'm gonna be alright. I will call you the moment I land there and I have Julie and Ben there too. Ben already found an apartment for three of us."

"Those two are the only why I am letting you go so far." This time it was dad who spoke, "Now its time for me to hug my princess"

I hugged my dad and this time two tears rolled down my cheek, "I am going to miss you guys too"

"I know. We love you.", he said.

"We're getting late old people." I heard my best friend shout from behind me.

I turned around to find her leaning on her white Jeep Wrangler, grinning widely, "Ready S?"

"YUP! Let's get going"

"Don't forget to salivate some handsome brits darling. Show'em the American glam" I chuckled as my mum said that, followed by my father's growl.

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