"Riding around on the bikes were still sane, I won't be over here trippen over on stage, ayyy, its all cool." sang LORDE as I looked out the window of the taxi, leaving Florida to go back home, to Maryland. Rykesville, Rykesville,Maryland. Yes, that is the name of the town I live in.
At the airport, I got all my bags checked and I waited in the security line, and then came time to get on the plane. my mom discovered that one of our seats was in a different row, so I volunteered to go. because my younger brother, definitely needs to be looked after by my mom.
when I got there, the row was empty, then came along a family of two, a mother and a son. we talked and talked, and I discovered he was moving into Rykesville! he will go to Rykesville Middle School with me.
his name is Rory, he originally came from Ireland before he moved to South Africa, where he stayed for 5 years, now he is coming to Maryland.
"What is the culture like Sophia? how do the people act?" his mother asked
"They love Christianity, its a weird phenomenon, they also are obsessed with bacon."
"Sophie, can I compare my schedule with yours?" Rory asked
"sure"
"Holy cow!!!" I exclaimed "We have all the same classes! such a coincidence!"
"Its good I'm in your classes, I'll have someone I know."
then the buckle-your-seatbelts-this-is-going-to-be-a-rough-landing sign came on. and we went our separate ways.
