All my clothes, check. My books that I couldn't bear to sell, check. My mother's clockwork angel necklace, check.

I sighed. Why did Aunt Harriet have to die, she wasn't that old. She had to get cancer didn't she. It wasn't her fault, what am I thinking. I'm just in a sour mood because I have to leave New York. I have to leave my home. My friends. They're going to say their goodbyes in about an hour. When I'm going to leave to go to London.

I shook my head. I needed to get through my checklist. Passport, check. One way tickets to London, check. Four hundred eighty seven dollars and thirty seven cents, check. I wonder how much that is in pounds? I'll check Google later. Anyways, cell phone, check. School supplies list, check.

Well, that's it, I thought grimly, it all fit in two suitcases. I had to sell it all my other stuff for Aunt Harriet's funeral, I even had to sell some of my books. But it was worth it, she was a mother to me, due to the fact my real mom died when I was three. I was only able to get her a small funeral, so I couldn't invite everyone. But I brought who was most important. But even after all the tears, farewells, and the fact she's now six feet underground, I don't want to accept she's gone.

A silent tear slid down my cheek and I hastily wiped it away. No time for that, you have to get ready to leave. I looked and my watch, 8:20. I sighed again. Ten minutes till i leave my old home forever, a hour till I'm saying goodbye to my friends, an hour and a half till I leave New York City.

Well, there are two good things about going to London. One, I get to go to one of the best high schools in London, The London Institute. Sure its great and all, the personalized classes, great teachers, the fact I on a full scholarship. But really, The London Institute. Why institute, why not high school, or call it a private school, it would sound so much less scary if it wasn't called an institute. And two, I get to see Nate again. I haven't seen him in like what, four year? I can't wait to see him again. I was in eighth grade when he left, now I'm going to start my senior year, sorry year twelve, and now I can see him again.

I looked at my watch again, 8:29. Better leave now, I might not be able to leave if I stay here any longer. I put my luggage in the back seats, then slipped into the front seat. I don't look at my house as I drive away. I don't see the for sale sign marked sold. I don't see the yard where I laughed with my friends. I drive away, avoiding all memories that do with that house, good and bad.

Traffic was horrible, I arrived five minutes later then what I told my friends. I wonder if they waited for me? I walked into the airport was, three steps in I was attacked with a group hug.

"Guys! I can breath!" I yell breathlessly.

"Come on now, let Tessa breath. We want her to make it to London in one piece." Alec's voice cuts through the clump of people blocking me from seeing anything. Soon everyone lets go.

"Thanks Alec." I said as I straightened my shirt. Izzy started to help and fix my hair.

"Izzy my hair is fine!" I swatted her away. And she can back like an annoying fly.

"You need to look nice, who knows, the plane could be full of good looking boys. And promise you will call the second you land and call daily and if you can call text us. Remember to get the numbers of the good looking ones and pass them on to me. Got that?"

"I'm not looking for anyone to date!" I practically screamed, gaining weird looks from the people walking near use. I lowered my voice to a near whisper, "You know how every other boy turned out."

Izzy gave me a sad look. "Well you should, not all boys are like that. Its that or you will live alone in an attic full of books." Izzy countered.

"Those last three words sounded pretty nice to me." I gave her a sweet smile.

She rolled her eyes. "You know-"

Clary cut her off. "How about we be happy before Tessa leaves and save the 'YOU MUST GET A BOYFRIEND' talk for later."

"Everyone who agrees with Clary say I." stated Jace

There was a course of I's, and a defeated looking Izzy.

She mumbled a 'fine'.

I sighed, for what seemed the millionth time today, and look at the clock. it read 9:58, I sighed again.

I looked at the floor, "I have to go guys, I only have twenty two minutes until my plane leaves. I don't want to miss is." I looked up to see a wall of people, then I felt the need to take a big breath as all the oxygen in my lungs were pushed out. I hear the sniffles of my friends holding back tears and the and the goodbyes that were whispered.

They all backed away, tears in their eyes.

Clary spoke first, "You promise to apply for the college here right?"

"Without a doubt." I replied.

"Remember to call." said Izzy

"I will."

"And text."

"I will."

"The second you get off that plane."

"I will." I should just make this a habit jeez.

"And get a boyfriend!" Izzy shouted, again causing use to get strange looks from people.

"I wi-NO!" I turned a bright shade of pink.

"Make sure he's cute!" More looks, and an even brighter face.

"Izzy…" Alec scolded, causing me to snicker.

"Hey!" Izzy yelled. "No teaming up!"

"Bye guys."I gave them one last smile, and walked to my gate. Too soon enough I was boarding my flight. And before I knew it. My plane was leaving New York City for London.