Authors Note: Hey Guys, Heres a new story I've been working on for a while. This is just the first chapter, So do not think its boring, the best is yet to come. Im working on chapter 2 right now,Hopefully It'll be up by tomorrow morning or tomorrow night. Its is Quincest, but they are not sisters in this story. So please Read, and Enjoy (:

Chapter 1 : Away from Home

I never thought I would be moving to England, I've lived in Canada my whole life, well Im 16, so not my whole life. Since my mother and fathers divorced finalized 2 months ago, my dad decided to move, somewhere far away. When my parents asked me to choose who I wanted to live with, I instantly chose my dad, Ive always been more close to him than my mother. Right now, Im loading my last suitcase, filled with clothes and books, into our car. My dad left all the furniture with my mom, our place in England came fully furnished.

"Sara, ready?"

I look at my Dad, then back to my old house. My mom walks down the front steps and starts to cry.

"Mum, Im going to be fine, I promise."

I slowly move towards her, and she rushes her body into my arms. As we hug, I can smell her light perfume, the scent fills my nostils, and I go back to my childhood. Im going to miss her, shes my mother. She pulls away and smiles.

"Promise you'll call, write, text, skype!"

I nod and start to smile. She embraces me one last time, and I say my final goodbye. I get into the car, and we drive off. When we get to the airport, I see alot of people rushing, trying to catch their flights, some trying to get home. I walk quickly with my dad, making sure to never lose him. When we get settled in our seats, we both prepare for the long flight. I pull out my book from my handbag and open it. After a couple of hours, I feel my Dads breathing on my shoulder. I turn my head and see that hes sound asleep, his head slowly falling onto my shoulder. I smile when his head finally hits my skin and continue to read my book.

I feel a light tap on my shoulder, I try to ignore it, but I feel it again. I quickly open my eyes, and see my dad, his and my stuff in his hands.

"Were here, London England."

I take a deep breath and look out the window. I see the light snow, covering the rooftops of the airport. We only came during winter, because the private school that my father enrolled me in, has winter semester, so I have to be here before January 2nd. I get up from my seat and he hands me my stuff. When we step out of the plane, the freezing cold hits me in my face. I start to shiver as we walk into the airport. As soon as I get my luggage, I search through my clothes, and put on 1 sweater, and my old leather jacket. I follow my dad as we make our way outside, after 20 minutes of flagging down each cab, one finally stops for us. My father gives him the paper that has the directions of our house on them. The drive is going by pretty smoothly, Im looking at all the scenery, London is really beautiful. I always seen it in movies, but for me to be here in real life, is pretty amazing. Soon, we pull up to a big house, from the outisde, it looks like a 4 bedroom, I could be wrong. We pay the man our money, then walk up to the front door.

"The lady said the keys is under that flower pot, get it for me hunny?"

My dad points the flower pot and I nod. When we get into the house, Im taken back by the beautiful decor. I drop my suitcase and handbag to the floor and open my mouth.

"Dad, this place is amazing!"

He nods and looks around.

"No shit, It didn't look this good in the fax."

I shake my head and giggle.

"Well go pick out your room kiddo."

I nod my head excitedly and run up the swirling staircase. I get on the 2nd floor and see 3 doors. I bite my lip and head for the first door. I open it and look inside, I smile as I see the big window, the size of the whole wall. I walk in and fall onto the bed.

"This is my room."

"Really, the window doesn't scare you?"

I look up and see my dad in the doorway.

"No it doesn't, why does it scare you?"

I laugh and he sits on the bed.

"Sara, if your not happy here, let me know. . . okay?"

I smile and start to plan my future here.

"Don't worry, I will. But I'll still be able to see mum over my breaks right?"

"Mhmm, so are you ready to live in a dorm, all by yourself?"

I look around my room and see all the decorations forming in my head. When my dad told me about the dorms on campus, I was kind of excited. I stay their for the whole week, then I can come home on weekends.

"Yea, I'll be fine dad."

He takes a deep breath and smiles.

"Okay, Im going to run to the market, get some food in this house. Wanna come with?"

The good thing about our house is that its 10 minutes away from town.

"Sure, just let me use the bathroom really quickly."

He nods his head and leaves the room. I walk down the hall, and open, what Im hoping, is the bathroom door. It is. I do my business and wash up. When I walk downstairs, I see my dad standing around, talking on the phone. I stand next to him and he rolls his eyes.

"Mum."

I say, automatically knowing. He chuckles and hands me the phone.

"Hey mum."

"Oh goodness Sara Quin, why didn't you call? I was worried sick, your flight landed 30 minutes ago.!"

I chuckle and we walk out of the door.

"Im fine mum, its really nice here."

I say as we get into the rental car, my dad ordered for a while. As he drives down the road, I end my coversation with my mom, we have a skype date tonight, thats if I set up my wifi, and laptop tonight. We get into town, and I see alot of people walking around. Some of them, you can tell are English, or whatever the fuck they are, then some look like tourist. My dad pulls into a parking lot and shuts off the car.

"Our first grocerey shopping . . . in london."

He smiles big and I laugh.

"Come on."

I tell him as I get off the car. We walk into the market and look around. Everyone looks mad, like their rushing, or hate their lives. I grab a shopping cart and we walk down each lane.

"Dad, can we get fruity pebbles?"

He nods his head, and I grab the colorful box.

My dad continues to throw alot of food into the cart. When were finally finished, our car is full of food. We make our way back home and put all the food into the fridge. After tomorrow, Im going to be at school, Im really nervous. My school is an all girls school, truth is, I never really got along with girls, my best friends back home were all guys. Not to mention, I have to share a dorm with someone. When I finish helping my dad cook our dinner, we sit down and eat.

"So big day on monday huh?"

I stab a piece of the chicken and toss it in my mouth.

"Yup."

He nods his head and continues to eat.

"Are you scared, nervous? Because its okay to be."

"Well, I am a little nervous, but not scared."

We continue to eat the rest of our meal in silence. I take our plates when were done, and wash them. I go up to my new room, and decide to write down some lyrics. My mum said she would send over my guitar for me, I didn't want it to get lost in luggage. So she sent it 2 days ago, so by tomorrow it should be here, at least thats what Fed Ex said. I plop myself down onto my bed and grab my handbag from the floor. I pull out my little black book, and flip it open to the next empty page. I grab a pen from my bag, and place it to the paper, waiting for a beautiful line to pop up.

"You've got your lights turned so they can see you . . ."
I mumble to myself as I jot the lyrics down. I tap my pen on the paper, again waiting.

After a couple of minutes of staring at the one line I have written, I look at the window. I stand up and walk up to it, I sit down on the floor, and stare out. I look at the green trees, covered in a light blanket of snow. The white providing enough light into my room. I look down again and wait more, the lyrics seem to be stuck, I love the process of song writing, its challenging. I sit in front of the window, till the outside is pitch black. I hear someone come into my room, and I turn around.

"Why are you in the dark Sara?"

I stand up and turn on the nearest lamp.

"Just thinking, you know."

I hold up my song book and he nods.

"Well, you better get some rest, tomorrow we have alot to do, I just checked the mail, your classes came, and your dorm room number came."

I walk up to him and he hands me the papers. I nod and he smiles.

"Sleep tight okay hunny."

He kisses my forhead, and closes my door. I walk back to my bed, and look at the papers. I sigh and drop them to the floor. I walk to my suitcase on the floor, and grab my pajamas. I change quickly and get into the bed. I pull out my cell phone, that I have neglected since Ive gotten here. I pull up my moms name, and quickly send her a text.

Havent set up my laptop or wifi, Not until I get to my dorm, sorry mum

I feel my phone vibrate after a couple of seconds and I giggle.

Liar! how is it there hunny? is it nice? do you want to come home?

I shake my head, and quickly reply.

Its beautiful here mum, I like it here so far, I'll send you pictures tomorrow, but im going to sleep, so just wanted to say goodnight, and I love you

I bite on the extra skin in my thumb and wait.

Okay, be careful hunny, I love you too, and goodnight, call me tomorrow, or text me, either or. If you can't sleep call me , I love and miss you

I laugh at my mum, knowing shes probably sitting in bed, biting her nails.

I will, love you too night.

I grab my charger and plug in my phone, I set it down on the nightstand and rest my head onto the pillow. I close my eyes and feel my body relax.

When I wake up, my body is sore, the matress is really worn out. I stretch my body and feel my bones crack. I wince at some of the pain, and stare at the ceiling.

"Tomorrow I will be surrounded by nothing but girls."

I sigh and get out of the bed. I walk to the bathroom and brush my teeth, and wash my face. I go pee really quickly and head down stairs.

"Hey dad."

I say, as I see my dad cooking breakfast.

"Hey sweetie, your dorm supervisor said that all of your stuff arrived today, so when you get their tomorrow all you have to do is unpack."

I nod my head and poor myself some orange juice.

"Today were going to shop for your uniform."

I slightly gag when I hear the word uniform. They insist on making me wear skirts, and white pollo t-shirts. I sit down on a chair and watch my dad cook. After breakfast, I go back upstairs and get ready. We leave the house and head back into town. My dad and I walk into a local store. I see a lady walk up to us and smile.

"Hello, may I help you?"

My dad nods and I look around the store, I see my dad start to walk away and I follow him. The lady leaves us in front of a rack, filled with white polo shirts, and long navy blue skirts. I roll my eyes as my dad picks up a skirt.

"You don't have a choice, pick out your size and try them on."

Later On That Night.

I walk up to my Bedroom window and lean on the glass. I watch as the rain pours down onto my backyard. I go back to my bed and lay in the new sheets I bought today. I snuggle into them and sigh.

"Set your alarm kiddo, you have all your stuff ready for tomorrow?"

I look up and see my dad.

"Yea, what time do I have to be up again?"

He drops his smile and shakes his head.

"6:00, we have to go in early because you have to meet with your tour guide at 7:45."

I nod my head and grab my cell phone. I set my alarm for 5:45 and set it back down.

My dad sits on the bed and pats my leg.

"Are you sure you want to stay here? I mean, I don't want you to leave, but if you want, I can send you back home . . . with your mom."

I shake my head and smile.

"No, goodnight dad."

He smiles and pats my leg again.

"Okay, goodnight sweetie."

He walks out of my room, and I throw my head back into my pillow.

"All girls school, tomorrow. God help me."