London, here I come!

London, here I come! Part 1

Heyy Um... Idk much about London schools but...ya. THANKS hope you like it!!! oh... uh Character info: Red hair, green eyes, thin, contacts... ya.. Julianna... c: YAY! HERE YOU GOOO xx

"Its time to get up!!" My One Direction alarm finished the song. 6 am. Gross. I hate school. But, for the first time, I was excited. I just finished my eighth grade year in Illinois and moved to London. I had been dying to move here since I was little. Even before I knew that One Direction existed, I always talked in a British accent and dreamed of someday coming to England. Before my eighth grade year I asked my dad, "Daddy, I'm gonna move to England after this year.. kay? ... Can you send me to some boarding school in England?" His reply startled me and gave hope, although I thought it would never happen, "Sure." I guess I never imagined it could happen but, hey, never give up.

As I got out of my bed, I quickly grabbed my shower caddy and towel. This day had to be perfect. When I got out of the shower I saw that I had a missed call. Crap. My little white iPhone said "Missed Call, Daddy!!" I freaked out remembering our time difference... five hours... what would he need at 1:30 in the morning? Can't be good. I clicked the redial button and listened as the ringing went on and on. Yes! an answer. "Julianna?" Oh... did I wake him? I hope not...

"Dad! Why did you call? Is everything ok?!"

"Yes! I just knew that this would be around the time you were getting up for your first day of school, how is everything?"

"Well, I just got out of the shower."

"Oh! Well I'll let you go. Call me when your done at school!"

"Ok! Bye, Daddy, love you!!"

"Love you too, Jules."

Okay... let my extreme work begin. I plugged my phone in my charger, full well knowing it would die if I didn't. I opened up my iTunes and turned on the, now old album, Up All Night. I say down at my make-up chair and took out all my 'equiptment' to make myself 'beautiful.' My sister once walked in when I was putting by make-up on, when the words "Don't need make-up, to cover up." Came on through my phone, ironically. She said "You put your make-up on to this song, how ironic..." When I finished my Eyelashes were a perfect black, and my eyeshadow was a sparkly silver. I had on clear lip gloss, very shiny, on my already-red-lips. My long red hair had been straightened, and was in need of some serious hair-spray, or else the natural curl would come into action. I went to my color-coded closet looking for something cute. Perfect! I grabbed a pair of dark blue skinnies and slipped them over my pink pants (underwear) that said "1D" on the booty, onto my tan, thin legs. I had on a white, strapless bra and then slid on a white cami, grabbing my white and turquoise striped cardigan. Then I went under my bed, pulling out four different rubber-maids, containg all of by shoes piled on eachother. I grabbed my black converse and slipped them on. I did a quick mirror check, perfect. I had to interupt "Up All Night" and slide my phone into my butt pocket on the right side, for easy access. I walked to my mirror again making sure I looked good. I threw on another coat of lip gloss and walked over to my bed, grabbing my white satchel with my school books in it. I slipped it over.my shoulder and looked at myself once again. Right as I was about to leave, I remembered... SYDNEY! I went to the mirror and snapped a quick pic and sent it to her saying, "First day! YAY! love you!! ...x" This was going to be great!