*A Few Hours Later*
“Do you have your passport?” My mother pesters. “And money? Oh, your license? Your phone? All the papers for when you get to your school? Train tickets?”
“Mom,” I reach out and place my hand on mother’s shoulder. “I have all I need. I double checked. I’m going to be fine.”
Ever since the night my father was a hit and killed by a drunk driver, almost ten years ago now, my mother has been overly protective of my sister and me. I love it though. She has always been there for me when I need her, and I’ve been able to do a lot of things with my life and circumstances. Just last year I had the last words my father said to me tattooed on my inner arm: ‘Don’t follow your dreams, Rose, chase them.’
“I know, I know,” my mother tenderly smiles. “It’ll just be so lonely without you are home. And I just miss you already.”
“You’ll have Alice,” I lift my hand up off my mother’s shoulder and ruffle my sister’s hair. “And I’ll call and Skype as much as possible.”
“Oh, alright,” my mother sighs. “You better start heading out or you might miss your flight. That wouldn’t be good.”
I bring my mother in for a hug and hold her close, “I’ll be home for the first break before you know it.”
She holds me out by my shoulders and kisses my cheek. “I love you Rose, and I’m so proud of you. Your father would be too.”
I smile at her before she lets me go and I head over to Alice. “Are you gonna miss me?” I hold my arms open for a hug.
My sister doesn’t respond, just rushes into my arms.
“Aw, I’ll be back soon. Maybe I’ll meet a hot Australian with an attractive younger brother, and I’ll bring them home.”
Alice giggles and pushes away from me, “That would be nice. But I think I would rather have a hot British boy.”
I laugh, “Okay, whatever you say.”
My family and I say our final goodbyes before I head off to make my way through security.
Once I make it through security and at my gate, I take a seat and check the time. I still have close to an hour left until my flight takes off, and less than that until they start boarding us.
I sigh as I get my phone out as well as a pair of earbuds, placing an earbud into my left ear and turning on my playlist of Ken Ashcorp. Then I get out my journal and recount the day.
After that’s all said and done, I’ve burned about ten minutes. The only thing I can think of to do is take yet another look at my apartment.
I was given the choice of living in a dorm, so I decided to buy a small, cheap, but still really nice, apartment within a train stop to the college. It’s furnished with the essential things I’ll need for everyday life. As well as being close to the city for all my shopping needs.
Before I know it, the plane is letting people board, as well as asking if anyone would like to move their flight to tomorrow for free tickets since the plane is full. If I wasn’t flying so far, and needed to be there so soon, I might just have taken the free tickets.
Anyways, I get on the plane in the next ten minutes and get settled in a seat in the middle of the plane next to a window. My seat buddy is an old man with his wife seated next to me. We smile at each other before he turns and starts talking to his wife.
Once the plane is full and everyone is seated, it starts up, and within seconds we are off the ground and leaving the United States. Australia, here I come.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Sorry this chapter is kind of short. I don't have much time to edit, and I wanted to get a chapter out today. Hope you liked it! :D