Chapter One

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Zipping my suitcase closed, I sighed looking around my room. My now half empty room that is.

"Bailey!" My mum called as I stood up from my squat.

"Coming!" I returned the call and adjusted my hat sculpted around my head.

I can't believe I had to leave to boarding school today. It seemed like just yesterday I began school altogether. A heavy sigh left my lips as I grasped my luggage handle and pulled it out of my room. But not without stealing one last glance.

"Bailey Evans!" Mum called again making me jump before scrambling down the hall.

"I'm here, I'm here!" I reassured as she sighed looking up from her wrist watch.

"Late. As usual." I shrugged with a goofy smile on my face. Mum cracked a small smile as well before fumbling with the car keys in one hand and pulling me towards the front door with the other.

I looked down at the carpeted floor, letting my eyes wonder as I daydreamed.

Boarding school. I was finally going to a boarding school. I was excited about everything and I knew it would flow perfectly. But unfortunately there's always one downfall.

I had to travel. Travel all the way from the U.S to England. I've only ever been to England once, but I wasn't only a toddler at the time so my memory is faint.

Why can't I just go to a boarding school in America? Because my father is located in England. My mother and father divorced before I was born and he moved out not to long after. So initially, I've never met him.

Mum thought it would be a great idea for me to go and settle for a little bit with him before starting school. She says he's a great man and I shouldn't worry.

Well if he's so great, why did she divorce him?

"Bailey!" Fingers snap in front of me, snapping me out of my daydream.

"Hmm." I hummed looking over to see her seated and driving the car. I was seated and strapped in as well. How long did I daydream for? I can't remember anything past the front door.

"I said cheer up, you look like you're about to fall into depression." I rolled my eyes and looked out my window.

"Very comforting mum." She lightly chuckled before the car fell into silence. A worry then ran through me as my heart beat quickened. "Is this a bad idea? Going to England I mean." Mum glanced at me over her shoulder before focusing on the road again.

"No, not at all. I think this is a wonderful experience for you. Getting to travel and meet a different culture."

"Yeah..." I sighed closing my eyes. "What if they're to different and I can't cope?"

"Now you're working yourself up for no reason." I rolled my eyes and looked out to the U.S terrain I won't be seeing for very long. Even though I don't pay attention to it, I'm kind of going to miss it. "Not far now."

Oh great. The joys of living close to an airport.

"Since we're close, I'm going to lay down some ground rules."

"Oh here we go..." I mumbled as she began.

"I want you to be polite to everyone you meet. Especially your father." I couldn't help but scowl at the mention of him. "He is not a bad person Bailey."

"Oh I bet he isn't."

"You haven't met him yet so you don't know him. He is a truly a gentlemen and you will love him." She can't make me love him. But she can force me to eat that cooked cabbage of hers. So I suppose she could maintain that power. "Be grateful for everything. Focus on your studies. No boyfriends."

I couldn't help but smile at that rule.

"I'm serious Bailey." She held back her smile as I shrugged nodding.

"Ok. I believe you." Mum only chuckled as she glanced at me.

"I want you to do well Bailey. To come back and say how much you enjoyed school and what friends you made."

"Enjoy school? Did I really hear that in the same sentence?" I joked as mum smiled shrugging.

"But remember though Bailey, if you have any problems, I'm a phone call away."

"I'll remember. I promise to call you if I get pregnant."

"Bailey!" We both laughed and slowly calmed ourselves.

"You're a good girl Bailey. Don't let anyone change that." She said giving my knee a quick pat.

"I know mum. I know." The car fell back into a silence as we traveled the rest of the ride to the airport in comfort.

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