Love Across The Ocean : The Gap Between

1

As I stepped off the plane, I couldn't help but marvel at how different my new home was. The air smelled different and the people around me were already beginning to look unfamiliar. A new beginning, a fresh start is what my mum had promised me and that is what I wanted, back in England I found it easy to make friends but harder to keep them. So why did I feel weird now? This is what I wanted surely so why am I questioning it now? I took a deep breath and reminded myself that this was the first step in a new chapter of my life. With that thought in mind, I shook off my nerves and stepped forward, ready to take on whatever the future might bring.

My father always tells me always look my best, today was no exception I had my blood red knee length coat on matching with my beret and thigh high black boots, I believe being on a plane is a truly formal occasion.

As I walked through the airport, I felt like a stranger in a strange land. Everyone around me seemed to be speaking a different language even though everyone was speaking the same as me, I had no idea what anyone was saying. I could feel my heart racing as I searched for a familiar face.

I finally spotted my mother waiting for me at the end of the terminal, she had arrived here months before me to make sure everything was in place . When our eyes met, I was filled with a sense of relief. She was here and everything was going to be okay. Taking a deep breath, I walked towards her and hugged her tightly. With her by my side, I felt like I could take on anything. As we walked out of the airport, I bit my lip "Mom where is papa?". I was determined to embrace this change and make the most of my new life. Mom sighed and said, "Papa had to go out of town on business. He'll be back in a few hours, he's very excited to see you, How was Grandmas?." I rolled my eyes, I have memories from when I was younger really enjoying grandmas house, these days it is so busy and almost impossible to enjoy with all these people I do not knowing living with me, I smiled "It was good, busy" My mom could probably tell I was lying but I couldn't bring myself to be rude to her it was a new start and that's not how I wanted to start my new life. We got into our new car much larger than my old one ( a Citroen) my new one was a red Ford Expedition, it could fit up to 8 passengers whereas my old one could barely fit 4.

As we drove away in the Expedition, Mom and I started singing to the High School Musical soundtrack, reminiscing the not so good-good old days. We talked about how different school was going to be in our new city, and the excitement of starting fresh. We talked about the possibilities, the people I would meet, and all the new experiences I would have. We laughed and talked about our plans for the future and I found myself feeling excited for the first time in a long while. I knew that with Mom and Papa by my side, it was going to be an amazing journey. The day consisted of constant unpacking and after jet lag I decided to go to bed as I would be starting school straight away ,tomorrow.

That night, as I was lying in bed, I couldn't help but think about my new school, what would I wear, would they like me so many questions, my previous schools didn't treat me well and I was hoping at the new school it wouldn't be the same all. My mind was filled with an array of possibilities and I could feel my excitement building inside me but then as quickly as that excitement came fear also came; what if I embarrass myself, what if I fall over, what if, what if the what ifs where eating me. I somehow switched all those bad thoughts off, and my thoughts quickly turned to the future and I found myself dreaming of all the great experiences that I would have and the new friends I would make. Despite being exhausted from the long trip, I found it impossible to fall asleep due to my anticipation for the new school year. I eventually drifted off to sleep, but I was awoken by a feeling of unease. In my dream, I had been surrounded by darkness and I was filled with a sense of dread from back in England, girls trying to kick the toilet doors open while I was in there, girls following me around the school, girls trying to beat me up, and in specific one boy that changed my life in England he was the whole reason I couldn't stay there the memory flashed in my head. "Pleases just this once, I'll tell everyone your secret" The secret got leaked anyways but "your secret" echoed in my head, "Your evil, and demented you will never fit in anywhere, your a bad person" the words were screaming in my head the memories flashing in my brain. I screamed. I sat up in bed, feeling a sudden fear wash over me. I took a few deep breaths and reminded myself that I had my parents by my side, and that things were going to be alright, we aren't in England anymore. With that thought I ignored my dark thoughts, I drifted back to sleep and dreamt of a bright future full of new experiences and opportunities.