when a british bad boy and an american good girl fall in love

chapter three:the arrival

i was up to the blaring sound of my alarm clock. i look at the time and it says 4:30am. i roll my eyes realizing that today is the day i'm moving to england. i took a shower last night knowing i wouldn't have time this morning. i quickly get up and change into leggings and a jacket too big for me. i go to the bathroom and brush my teeth before walking downstairs.

when i walked down, i was shocked to see emily, hannah, and kim. "you didn't actually think we wouldn't be with you right before you left did you"kim said. i chuckle lightly and give them a huge hug. my parents arranged for the four of us to have our own car to the airport which i was super happy about.

after about an hour care ride, we were at the airport. luckily they were able to walk to the gate with me. "flight 428 to london, england is now boarding. flight 428 to london, england is now boarding." we heard over the speakerphone, knowing we had to say goodbye for real this time. we hugged for about two minutes before i boarded in tears.

my family was pretty rich, not to brag, but we had the luxury of first class.

after sleeping for about 5 more hours, i looked at the screen in front of me saying we had about 6 hours left. i decide to watch a movie on the plane. they had footloose which was one of my favorite movies so i watched it. i felt tired again and slept for about another 2 hours.

we landed in london and i was extremely nervous and sad. i missed home and my friends already.

my family and i got to baggage claim and get the bags we didn't ship over a few weeks prior. there was a man in his 40's i'd say holding up a sign saying "the fishers" we walk over to him and he takes our bags and puts them in the car.

he drives us to our house which is about 20 minutes outside of london. it's pretty big and surrounded by nature. when we get there we take our bags inside and i immediately fall in love with the beauty of this place. my parents show me my room and i start to bring my bags up.

i see that all my furniture is in my room. i quickly make my bed and start unpacking. i go to my closet and it's HUGE! at least double the size of my one in philadelphia. i go to the bathroom because i need to use it and it's beautiful with marble counters.

i notice the time and it says 8:30pm but it's only 2:30pm back home so i'm not super tired.

anyways i keep unpacking while kinda cleaning my room at the same time.

my dad walks into my room and says we're going out to dinner at a local diner(he's been to this part of the area for business trips so he knows the area somewhat). i nod my head and walk downstairs.