Trust Issues

Part 1

I'm Rachel, it's nice to meet you. I'm just your average teenage girl, I love music, shopping, make up, cute puppies, animals and of course my family and friends but my main passion is dance. I have long blonde hair, blue eyes, I'm slim and quite tall. I get told I'm pretty, but I don't believe it. I guess every girl is like that in some ways, to the world they're beautiful, but to themselves their not the prettiest girl in the world. So what else do you need to know? hmm, my best friend. I have a lot of friends, but my best friend is called Jaymi. He's the best friend anyone could ever ask for, he comes shopping with me, he helps me choose my outfits and he always gives me advice; he's the best listener although my parents don't really approve of him being my friend. Well now that I've mentioned them, I had better tell you about my parents.  They're lovely and they brought me up really well, but they're a little bit, how do you say this, well...old fashioned. They don't really like me having Jaymi as a friend. I've never had a proper boyfriend before because they won't let me. I'm the kind of person who doesn't really disrespect their parents so I live by their rules. They think I shouldn't be hanging around with boys but I don't really care, they've grown to accept Jaymi but sooner or later they're going to have to realise that I'm not a little girl anymore, I'm 18 for heavens sake! Anyway so now you know a little bit about me, lets get on with the story.

I woke up to my alarm buzzing besides me, the butterflies eating away at my stomach. Today was the day I'd been dreading for months, results day. I think I was more nervous about the results, I mean what if the examiners were so harsh and failed me? What if I don't get into the University down in London? What if I don't get to live my dream?. Those were the questions floating around in my head. I grumbled to myself and walked into the bathroom, locking the door behind me. Standing  in the shower, the water trickling down my body, I began to sing Taylor Swift as loud as I could, that was until my parents banged on the door and told me to be quiet. I just giggled and stepped out of the shower, wrapping the towel around me, getting myself dry. I walked into my room, rubbing my hair with the towel as I changed into my summer dress and my denim waistcoat. I put a flower chain around my straightened hair and grabbed my sunglasses and my bag. Walking downstairs, I grabbed a piece of toast and headed towards the door to go and meet Jaymi outside of College. 

"Rach" Shouted my Mum as I turned around to face her.

"Yeah?" I asked.

"Good look sweetie pie" She said, kissing my forehead.

"Thanks mum" I said with a smile and turned to step out of the door. 

When I got to the gate, I turned around and gave my parents one last wave, starting my five minute walk to the College.

As I walked, the butterflies were eating away at me. It's always been Jaymi and I's dream to get into Hope University down in London. Jaymi and I were very big performers, we loved being on stage and having all eyes on us, well Jaymi more than me. I hated having loads and loads of people glaring at me, it really freaked me out. Jaymi could sing so well, where there was a mic and a song to sing, Jaymi would be stood there, singing his little heart out and do you know what, he sounded amazing. These results decided if our application to the University would be accepted and I didn't want to let my family or Jaymi down. When I arrived at the front of school, I looked around but Jaymi was no where to be seen, most likely late. I stood at the front gates, the students passing and coming out either smiling with happiness or crying because they didn't get what they wanted. Where was Jaymi? What the hell was he doing?

"Rach! Rach! Rach!" Said a figure, running up to me. It was Jaymi.

"Where have you been?" I asked.

"I'm so sorry, my straighteners broke and I just had the biggest meltdown ever!"

"Oh you...so what do you think?" I said, spinning around in the dress Jaymi forced me to get last weekend.

"It looks so gorgeous, I told you that you'd look stunning"

"You thought right" I said laughing.

"So you ready?" He said, nodding towards the college doors.

"Not really" I said with a sigh.

"Lets be honest, we all know you've passed, come on, everything's going to be ok"

He put his hand out, I took it and we walked through the doors together. Each step I took, the nerves  got worse and worse.

 I walked up to the desk. The woman with glasses sat filing through the papers looking for students names.

"Next!"

"Go on then" said Jaymi, pushing me forwards.

"Rachel....Rachel Louise"

The woman shuffled through the brown envelopes and pulled the envelope that read my name. I gave her a quick smile, grabbed the envelope and stood to the side waiting for Jaymi to collect his. The suspense was killing me. I wanted to know what was in the envelope but Jaymi was taking so long.  Finally, he approached me, him too clutching his envelope. We walked over to the corner of the room. 

"3...2...1..."

We both teared open the envelopes, pulling out the white pieces of paper. I looked through the grades.

"Drama: A*, English: A, Music: A"

I looked up at Jaymi, his face giving away no expression. His eyes rose from the paper and he looked at me. An instant smile grew on our faces and we both screamed, jumping around like two five year old children. I hugged Jaymi tightly, us jumping around as we hugged each other. We'd got the requirements to get into Hope University in London. We ran straight over to the University enrollment desk, gave in our results and details and applied. The only thing left to do now was wait. I pulled out my phone, calling my parents to tell them how amazing I had done. They were so proud, my mum sounded like she was crying down the phone. To celebrate, Jaymi and I attended a party thrown by our friend Kelly. We partied all night, in the garden, dancing and singing although it was kind of bad when my parents turned up to pick me up. I was little tipsy so they weren't very happy. 

"Here come the freaky family" said Jaymi, in a drunken giggle.

I slapped him on the shoulder, giggling along because in reality what he was saying was quite true. They took me home and my dad grounded me for a week. Yes I know what you're thinking, she's 18 and getting grounded, I thought the same thing.

The week went so slowly. Every morning when the post man dropped of the mail I ran straight to the door but the letter from the University never came. Maybe my dream wasn't going to become a reality after all. It had been 1 week and 2 days since I put my application in for Hope University. I trudged down the stairs and into the kitchen, my over sized T-shirt hanging over me. A letter was placed on the table addressed to me. The butterflies in my stomach began again and I ripped open the envelope. I took out the letter, unfolding it and admiring it carefully.

"Dear Rachel Louise,

Your application for Hope University in London has been accepted. The University are very impressed by your grades and we would like to offer you a place here studying Dance, Drama, English and Music. I hope to see you in September. Thankyou

Mr L Kilgannon"

My hands started to shake and a tear rolled down my face. I ran straight into my parents room, throwing the letter in their faces. They carefully read it and erupted into bursts of excitement and joy. I couldn't believe it. Never in a million years did I ever think that I would ever get into University, never mind Hope University. They came and hugged me, my Dad shortening me being grounded. I got ready as quickly as I could and ran out the door, heading straight over to Jaymi's. As I ran down the pathway, the letter clutched in my hand I saw Jaymi running towards me, a letter of the same sort clutched in his hand.  This could only mean one thing. Jaymi had been accepted into Hope too.

"RACH" He screamed.

"JAYMI" I screamed back.

We ran into a hug, wrapping my arms around his neck we began to rock from side to side. Then we started to jump

"WE'RE GOING TO LONDON!! WE'RE GOING TO HOPE!!" We screamed like two young children on Christmas Day. 

I couldn't think of anything better, going to University with my best friend. I wonder if anything will change? If anything will happen. I don't care, I've just been accepted into the University of my dreams. Nothing could be better.