𝑃𝑎𝑐𝑖𝑓𝑖𝑐 𝐹𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑎𝑠𝑖𝑒𝑠

𝐺𝑖𝑟𝑙 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑖𝑟𝑟𝑜𝑟

" Wait, we're moving?" I said perplexed . " No princess you are moving, but only temporarily. I promise." Was what my father attempted to rush out, in hopes of it subsiding my anger.
I started thinking about my best friend, and Mark who I'd gotten considerably close to over the summer.
I swear when they say there is plenty of fish in the sea they forget to mention how difficult it is, and how much patience it requires to actually catch the fish! Don't forget how you have to be real stealthy as you sneak your way into their hearts. Not to mention how it's hardly ever easy, to maintain a long-term spot in a boys heart. This year, I think I'm going to put an end to the joy rides, in these Ubers we call boys and actually invest in a full ride relationship. I've also decided to keep my virginity intact, for the lucky fool who'll end up putting a ring on my finger.

[ A week later: Miami, Reddam Manner ]
Today is the day I'm leaving the comforts of my parent's home. My mom says it will be a great learning experience. Though I must admit, that Reddam Manner is a great school. I initially was expecting some old Elizabethan school.

The school was however quite modern and classy. Upon closer inspection of the school's uniform, the idea of  actually wearing a uniform became more bearable. The Reddam Manner uniform consists of a cute black plaid skirt, crisp white dress shirts, which could be alternated with comfortable red polo shirts. A black blazer and any black shoes of your choosing paired with black socks. Fridays were to be uniform free days.

We booked a hotel in Miami as it was too far a trip back home and the first day at my new school was tomorrow. I had already packed everything I needed and I would have moved in today itself but my parents wanted to spend the last night with me.
As I laid awake in my bed that night. I thought about how I might actually have needed a fresh start. But I was worried about one thing. Would they accept me and my health conditions, or will I be labeled weird and maybe possibly get bullied for the first time.
I realized that at the time my parents announced my transfer to another school, deep down I knew that they were doing it for my own good. I knew that they had put a lot of things into consideration and that maybe I should have been more accepting of their decision. Deep down I was really just afraid of change.