New home. New school. New friends. New life. This was the constant soundtrack going through my head while I sat in the car waiting for us to arrive. I still remember the first time my parents told me we were moving. I wasn't surprised, they had been dropping hints for what seemed like forever. Though I wasn't expecting the distance. Thought we would just move to another country in Europe to stay close to the family. Stay close to my past. I mean being Spanish I thought that Spain would make sense. That is what I was preparing for. Leaving my beloved home in England to move to sunny Spain. But no we won't be moving there, we were going much farther away than that. The United States of America in matter of fact. So after the 11-hour flight and then the 8-hour time difference I was exhausted to say the least. The car ride from Seattle Tacoma International Airport to the small isolated town of Feels seemed to take forever. I felt car slow down beneath me and it finally stopped. Looking out of the window, I saw an average-sized grey and white house with a small porch next to the massive garage. The front garden is split in half by the wide drive. I step out of the car and went round to the back to collect my suitcase. I walk up to the front door and follow my mum inside. As soon as I am through the door I am greeted an open plan living room leading to a modern kitchen and dining area already filled with our furniture from home. I carry my bag up the spiral staircase (somewhat ungracefully) and make my way to my room. I lay my over-packed suitcase on the end of bed and flipped it open and began unpacking. I walk to my built-in wardrobe and put my remaining clothes away. Picking my books up I walked over to my bookcase and started reorganizing (Definitely my one of my favourite things to do). I place my current book on my beside table and check that I was ready for the next day. I have to say deciding what to wear was like deciding what to read aka impossible. After emptying my entire closet on the floor, I ended up picking a white dress with brown boots and a demin jacket. I began refolding everything and once that was done I was more exhausted than before. I walked to my bathroom and caught a peek of myself in the mirror. My long, curly brown hair was falling out of my once neat ponytail and my makeup was nonexistent. I kicked off my boots and after I had brushed my teeth and washed my face, I quickly brushed my hair and got ready for bed. I flicked the light on and climbing into bed. I logged on to tumblr (probably a big mistake) and quickly (also impossible) what was going on in my fandom world. BTW if you haven't already realized I am a massive bookworm but I don't care. At about midnight I finally decided I should probably get some sleep. Not that I could… Tomorrow was going to be my first day. I was scared out of my mind. I had no idea what they would think of me. What if they hate me? What if I am really dumb compared to them? What if I am a complete nerd and they think I am weird? Oh god this was going to be a long night…
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