Enchanted

The plane.

Actually stepping onto the plan had Riley more than a little homesick. Her entire life was in England. From the moment she was pushed out to the moment when she fell down the stairs:aged16. So was her trusted - but not many friends.

And more importnatly, her most loved episodes of Waterloo Road! Come on, if there's one thing you expect it's that moving to a different country is practically begging for a whole change of reality, and T.V channels. The whole idea of having to understand a completely different word set had Riley groaning in her seat.

Who calls a 'bin' a 'trashcan'?

It unessersary. And recess? She thought that was an old kids cartoon show!

Riley guesses the only thing she could truly be grateful for, is being on a first class plane. Her first guess is mum and dad had doubted their embarressing skils, which trust her has been practised on Riley throughout her life, and had planned to bribe her by offering a first class.

Although, Riley could definitely say this:

ITS OVERRATED.

Instead of having those little kids sat behind you kicking your seat to oblivion that you can actually feel the tip of their foot press- no dig- into your lower back, you have these prissy, uptight and highly offendable, spoilt kids.

The kind that utter this: " What is this? Down-state caviar?! Outrageous were was my recommended Caspian Cavier?"

Having no clue to what a spoilt kid said, Riley just sat there whilst her parents tried to blend in. Key word: tried. Right now though, it wasn't her she felt sorry for. Its the poor extravegant, old lady ,who clearly had been raised in the 'proper' way, sitting next to Riley's mother.

The withered lady ,how she must be regretting her choice of class, had the pleasure to hear all about Riley's mother wild and frankly upsetting antics as to which she called 'an untameable' girl.

A fellow Brit, who was sat next to Riley and clearly saw her looking in utter embarrassment at her mother in the oposite row giggling like a freak and the old lady scooching away as far as she can, said this,

"Is that your mother?" These situations aren't what school prepared us for.

Quietly, Riley sorted out the best and worst possible outcomes:

Yes= Her looking at Riley like she was a pathetic child who turned out like her mother.

Her looking at Riley with pity.

Her trying to move away from Riley and leaving Riley with a billionaire man sat next to her.(Wouldn't normally mind, but he was old.)

No=Having her mother tell everyone her wild and embarressing stories because she wants Riley to answer and having to admit shes was her actual mother and confess to lying.

Having to never look at her disgraceful mother.

Having to ignore her calls and change her name, which seemed like this best option so far.

Riley couldn't think of anything else. Clearly, it was easier to say 'No'.

Shaking her head and watching as a few strands of her unnaturally midnight black hair, she laughed,"Heck no, I mean I'm pretty sure I'm normal.."

Emily sat there an unsure look on her face. Crap was she that obvioius? But luckily, Emily seemed to believe her even with Riley's cheeks burning so hot it could break a thermometer . If theres one thing Riley was adamant in trying to do was lying when in dire situations. Call it a talent or whatever but this.. lets call it a survival skill has helped her through life.