Kassidy POV
After that lovely encounter, I hurried back to my bed and grabbed the calculator that Marcel had given me and slowly drifted to sleep in tears. I could call him right now, but I know he's having such a great time, and I wouldn't want to ruin it.
"Mr.Witz, is their any possibility that I could go abroad for school?", I asked my counselor the next morning.
"There is a chance I can get you in next quarter, if you want. As long as you have the outstanding grades you have, you can do anything."
"Oh okay. I can't go this quarter?"
"I'm afraid not. School has already started and classes are full. What university are you planning on attending? "
"Well, Oxford University", I told him.
"No problem. Next quarter it is."
"Thank you, Mr. Witz."
"No problem, Miss Holmes."
I left the office and dialed up my mother to tell her. I realized Berkley wasn't my dream school, it was the my mom's. I forced myself to love it and I don't. I know, it's only passed one whole day, but I can't stay here anymore.
"Hello mom?"
"Hi, Kassidy. How's Berkley?"
"Um, well. It isn't good. I have decided on going to England next quarter."
"Why? I thought you loved Berkley!"
"You love Berkley! Not me, I could care less!"
"Well, I'm sorry. I just want what's best for my daughter."
"I know. But sometimes trying to want what's best for me isn't the best."
"It's just Berkley will provide you so much more-"
"No mom, I'm going to Oxford. I'll be the happiest there. I want to be there."
"Just because Marcel is there huh?", she said.
"No! I mean, it's nice he will be there but no."
"Well, okay. Do whatever you want. Go to Oxford and leave your mother behind."
"Um what? Is this what it's all about?"
"You are leaving me.."
"Mom, you're acting like a child! You forced me to like Berkley for your cause? I can't believe this."
"I got to go Kass, bye", she hissed.
She hung up and my head began to boil. She was being so selfish. I know she loves me but pulling me back to her isn't the best thing to do in the world.
After heading to the office and speaking toy counselor, I walked to my first class. I entered the large room in my striped dress and blazer. I took the seat closest to the front, next to a blonde girl and a boy with brown hair and green eyes. He reminded me of Marcel, other than the fact that the boy had straighter hair than him.
"Hi, is anyone sitting here?", I asked while placing my book bag on the desk.
"Oh no. It's a free seat", the girl said.
"Thank you", I sat down on my seat waiting for the professor to enter the classroom.
"Are you new here to Berkley?", the blonde girl asks.
"Yeah", I smiled at her.
"Well my name is Morgan. Nice to meet you."
"Hi Morgan, I'm Kassidy."
