My Boarding School Love

Getting Ready

It's been two weeks since dad said I'm going to Boarding School. I'm starting in three days. Talk about nervous! I'm not very happy with dad's decision, I mean, who would be?

I'm leaving my friend behind -Tegan, which really sucks. We've known eachother since Year 3.

We're going to my Aunty's baby shower today and I have to get ready otherwise dad will go bonkers.

What should I wear? My floral dress and white converse high-tops. Perfect for today. I walk into the bathroom (to brush my teeth) and see Candice wearing a similar floral dress and her blue converse.

"Are you serious Candice?! I told you not to wear the same thing as me!" I was ogling her in seriousness. "I don't really care." "Well maybe I do!"

I sort of wish I was at boarding school already! To get away from my horrible sister, I'd do anything!

It was time that we left. What the heck! Dad is doing 40km in a 60km zone. "Uh, you could go a little faster..." Dad didn't answer me, he obviously had a lot on his mind.

*4 HOURS LATER*

So, I'm starting to get a bit anxious. The baby shower was average, a little blasé considering I did nothing but stare into the sky.

Packing time for boarding school. Fun! Not. Their uniform is horrid. I suppose the only thing good is my leather converse! Okay, I have to finish packing otherwise dad will go (once again) bonkers.