Project: CA, U.S.A. | Harry Styles AU

Chapter 1

Hey guys! This is the first fanfic I've ever done and English isn't my first language so I just wanted to apologize in advance if there are a few mistakes..But I'll try to do my best and I hope that I at least get better by the time :D Also I wanted to add, that it is my - and just my - own idea. I don't copy. And I hope you don't, too, because I think everyone's able to get good idea's on his/her own and I won't hesitate to report anyone copying my stories.

Thank you for clicking on my story, I hope you'll enjoy it (:

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6/21/13

Dear Miss Urban,

We're pleased to tell you, that your application for the 2013 Exchange Year, to the Redwood Alternative High School, Castro Valley, has been accepted. Congratulations! Your 12-months-exchange will start at August, 19th. Further details, regarding your host family, flight etc. are attached. [....]

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My dearest diary,

This is it. This is the letter, that'll hopefully change not just my whereabouts for the next year, but my life. I couldn't believe myself as I found it in my mailbox two months ago. You gotta know that living in the states was one of my biggest dreams since I was 9. This was the time, my father showed me those old, tattered polaroid photos of the world trip he and mom did as they were young. Not too much money, no route, no car. Just two backpacks, the wild desire to experience something new and the love of their life at their sides. This is living life of the fullest, ladies and gents. I always admired that about them, because I probably woud've never had the guts to do this. So I just fed my curiosity from their stories. The glances they gave each other, anytime Aaron and Ava and me forced them to retell their memories, are something I hope I'll experience someday in my life on my own. I don't really know why, but the pictures of the Grand Canyon and the endless and lonely highways always gave me the urge to see it in real-life more than all the other pictures of the other continents. Maybe it's because my dad would always give me those photos to look at, while he read aloud all the stories about Old Surehand and Winnetou. (I know there are no highways in Karl May novels, but still.) Maybe it's because those pictures were the last things, my daddy gave me before he died, 6 years ago.

Anyways - I am finally 17 and old enough (as my mom allows) to do such a great journey on my own. I know that my trip is no where near the thing that my parents did, but still. I'm keen on getting on that blessed plane, starting into a year, hopefully full of new experiences, friends, good times, sun tan and my very own new polaroids.

Oh I forgot - may I introduce myself?

I am Aliyah. I'm from Germany.

And tomorrow's gonna be the day, my boring life is about to be turned upside down.

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Sorry for the short chappie, but I'll promise, this was just to get a little taste :)

Next time, it'll be longer!

Please tell me what you think (:

Sarah xx