Forever Sydney

Chapter two x

"Bella!" Dad called. I rushed downstairs to see the whole family standing around the telephone. 

"What's up?" I asked confeused. 

"Isabella" Dad said, "I just got another call from Sydney , and it looks like we have to leave in three days.. We won't have to pack the furnitures , we have our furnituerd house over there so you can just pack the things you  

"Three days !! But..." 

"sorry dear"  Mom said 

"Okay" 

I looked over to my bro and he just shrugged. 

I went back upstairs to my room , checked my phone to find 2 missed calls , it was Kristen. I called her back and she picked up and said she couldn't make it. I accepted sadly and hung up. 

Half lying down on bed I picked my laptop and started searching for schools in Sydney on google ,'Cause believe it or not, I love going to school but I have no idea why getting up early in the morning and searching for a lost sock is really important -_- . There are literally my main reasons to refuse going to school , however that happens to everyone.  

Sydney has really some cool schools, but it's not my choice deciding what school to go to... it's my PARENTS'. 

Anyway..!! GRADE 8 PLEASE BE NICE !! 

Grade 7 last year wasn't that COOL , Teachers were so obsessed with surprise tests. We used to have a surprise test like..EVERYWEEK !! My parents were not that satisfied with my report card .

I closed my laptop , got up and then started packing my clothes. 

I ENJOY packing stuff , MY OWN STUFF. I found that cute yellow T-shirt, I've lost two weeks before. I got it from mom as a birthday gift last year , I loved it !! I know I had been asking her for an ipod, but that's how it went.

I decided I was gonna wear the t-shirt on the journy , it would look nice with blue jeans. 

The clock struck ten.. It was time to get ready for my guitar class. I changed my clothes , got ready then went downstairs waiting for mom to get ready so she would drop me. Mom always takes so long getting ready, AND I HATE BEING LATE!! -- YOU get in class, everyone stares at you , and the teacher gives you THE LOOK. --

She finally got ready and drove me.

 I came in class, the one I sat next to was to a new guy who joined our guitar class lately. He had curled hair and blue eyes. He was cute though... but we never talked yet.