As I walk through the empty streets of London, my music drowns out the world. Except for her. She's always on my mind. I can feel the blush creeping onto my cheeks as I think about her. I smile to myself wondering if she likes me back. But of course, it doesn't matter. My family's moving to America soon, which means that I'll be leaving behind my sweet, Madison. This will be one of the last times that I get to walk these roads, the last time. I watch a young girl cross the street in front of me, comparing her to Madi. But her eyes weren't blue enough, her hair not blonde enough to be Madison. I look at my phone screen seeing that I'm late for dinner. I rip the headphones out of my ears and sprint to the bus stop. With Madison out of my mind, I focus on getting home within the next 10 minutes. My father will be home by then and have expected me to have set the table for my mother. Finally the bus comes and I quickly toss the driver my money, the ride went slower then I wanted it to be. Instead of opening the house door, I slam into it cursing under my breath, hoping my mother won't hear me. Smells of fish and chips fill the air, must have been a quick throw-together type of dinner. Mother never makes fresh chips, they're always from take out or store bought. I prefer the ones that my grandmother used to make. Her fish and chips were to die for. I grab my plate and wait in line for my food, knowing that one of two siblings will point out my absense for the first part of dinner. Mother likes for us to be 5 minutes early for dinner so that we can help prepare the meal. I put a smile on my face, sucking up to my Mother so that I won't be yelled at by her or my brother. I plop a fish onto my plate and grab a handful of chips. Pushing my brother out of my chair, I see my Father come into the kitchen. I keep my head down while shoveling the food into my mouth. When my Father takes his seat across from me, I get up and clean my dishes. I walk outside into the bitter air, wishing that it was summer again. I'm almost mad that I have to start all over in a new school. But then again I also want to go so that I can get over Madison. I should get over, I really should. I mean, Madi has a boyfriend already and it's not me. I smile thinking that this move will be an upside more than a downside for me.
