High school love

America

It was the end of summer and the start of a new term. In a few days I would be in America. I spent most of my holiday shopping and saying goodbye to my friends. My parents still couldn't believe that I was going to America they were very apprehensive about sending me, but with much persuasion I managed to over come them. It must be scary for them to see one of there children go to some strange unfamiliar place. But think of me, how scared I must be? Not scared at all!! omg how could I be scared was so excited to get away from this place.

It was Saturday evening and I started to pack. I got out my guitar and started playing a pleasant tune. Hopefully America will make my dream come true. I just imagined walking up to the front of the school and there are people standing around all different groups and different people.

I ended up with two massive suit cases full of everything. As I stepped back looking at the giant suitcase that stood in front of me I took in a deep breathe and sighed loudly with excitement. I thought I was going to explode with happiness and excitement I shoved my music player on and stood in front of the mirror and shook my head around like willow smith in 'I whip ma hair back and forth'. I was defiantly whipping my hair.

Then my mum walked in and I fell back onto my bed and laughed out loud she must have thought if lost my marbles. Nothing big like this had ever come up in my family before, so when the opportunity was given to me I jumped for it. Here I come America watch out.