A/N: Hiya! This is my first fan fiction. please R&R so I can know how I'm doing! I hope you like it!
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.
"Your going to Boarding School next year." My parents were standing in my doorway. I was on my computer talking to some friends on IM.
"What?" I looked up hoping that toady was April 1st.
"You are going to Boarding School." My dad was saying all this like he was telling me the time of day. What was wrong with these people?!
"Boarding school?! Why can't I just stay here! I have friends, a boyfriend! My Junior year is my most important year! I have all my teachers wrapped around my finger and your choosing to move me? Where is this hell hole of a school?" I was sitting on the edge of my bed gripping my sheets, almost ripping them apart.
"You'll be going to London." My mother seemed at least a little concerned with my emotions "Your smart. Boarding School is a challenge. We don't want you to skate through school. As for your friends, you can come and visit. You're a popular girl you can easily make new friends. There's always school breaks."
"…LONDON!!!! As in across the ocean in Britain, London?! As in a Boarding School in a different continent LONDON?!" I was almost to the point of tears I was screeching so high.
"No need to be upset now dear. Your almost done with your Sophomore year and your summer vacation to let everyone know and pack. You're already enrolled in Kent Collage Preparation School. You start in August."
"NO NEED TO BE UPSET?!? YOU are making me move over seas, leaving everything and everyone, just to challenge me?!" I was up in my parents face by now spit flying in my fury and frustration. Why was everything falling apart now? Everything was just starting to come together. Two weeks ago I got a boyfriend, my grades were high, my teachers love me. Everything is going great! Now I have to move to London?!
"We can see this is a lot to handle. Here's the information on Kent Collage Prep." My dad handed me a thick stapled pack. "Take a deep breath. You WILL be going to Kent." With that statement my parents closed the door and walked away.
I fell onto my bed and the tears came down in torrents. As the crying subsided I picked up the phone. My parents were obviously set on their choice. When they get like this they don't change their minds. I started to dial the number.
A/N: I hope that you liked the first chapter!