Chapter 1: School's finally over.
Yeah, I'm that typical girl, who is shy, has two best-friends, is kind of out going and just tries to fit in the queen-bees school. That's normal, normal is boring. Boring is quite stressing. And my name is Valerie Perry. In school, theres all types of girls, queen-bees, wierdos, artistic ones, wanna-bes, chinese, etc. It was last day of the boring peruvian school, actually it wasn't that boring, but, ok, let's go to the point. Last class, math. The math teacher couldn't stop looking at me, I felt STALKED. Then she made the look: "Come over here" then I stared at my best friend, and there she gave me the "What did you did now?" look. I whispered- "Nothing!" then Mrs. Guzman told me this- "Honey, your mom has called. She insist to talk to you, she says its a surprise" Three things were popping in my head First, what the heck? Mom never calls me in school. Second, Why Mrs. Guzman was being so friendly? Third, What was the SURPRISE?
Well, I took my phone and I listened to my mom saying-"We are going today to USA, we will stay three months there, you will go to school!" I was speechless. I didn't knew why the heck my mom did that. I always told her I would like that, but she actually did it. So I just said-"Ok, mom, I'll make my things when I get home. Love you, bye." I was thinking Act cool, act cool, don't get that excited. Then I saw my two bff's looking at me as "You badass, what happened?" Then I told them "MY MOM JUST CALLED ME FOR TRAVELING TO USA, I'LL GO TO SCHOOL THERE FOR THREE MONTHS ISN'T THAT FREAKY!" Then all the class heard. I was with an oops! face. I was singing and jumping, but in my mind, because Mrs. Guzman was looking me with an upset face. It was so, so, so... INTENSE.
So the ring rang, that sounds silly, ok, getting out of theme! It ranged so hard, for me. It was like I never had heard that ring before. I got home, the bus left me there, and I went into my room, straight to make my things, I remember I googled the weather on that month. It was winter, so I just took almost all of my swagger winter clothes. It was amazing, my parents, how?, why?, when?, WHAT? On my mind, these questions were popping-"HOW I'M GOING TO FIT THERE? Did my mom bought a house? What state we were going to?" Those three were getting on my nerves. I just called my mom to ask her the last second questions. She did bought a house and on Atlanta, Georgia. I remember I googled it, then I just toke most of my important things: iPhone, iPod, laptop, money, books, DVD'S, (so I can watch them when I'm bored), my rubber bracelets and charges of all the technology stuff. Damn that day was crazy. So I sat there waiting for my mom to come home. She already got her things, all family did. I was the last family member to know about this? Heading to the airport I was listening to Complicated from Avril Lavigne, such a great song, with such a great meaning of life. All girls in my school listened to Justin Bieber, or whatever they came up with. But I like classy songs, such as Heartbreak Hotel, you know, from Elvis. I found it really silly, because all girls in my school got the bieber-fever, and I was kind of sick about it. You know just a small town boy, with a dream, blah, blah, blah. Althought, he inspired me, in a wierd way. He was handsome?, yes. His hair was amazing?, yes. He had a dream?, of course he did. But I kind of got that fever, but wasn't that sick. I just blinked with all those thoughts, and POP! we were already in the airport. I was kind of sad, I was leaving home-town for three months. Kind of wierd, you know.
Yeah, I'm that typical girl, who is shy, has two best-friends, is kind of out going and just tries to fit in the queen-bees school. That's normal, normal is boring. Boring is quite stressing. And my name is Valerie Perry. In school, theres all types of girls, queen-bees, wierdos, artistic ones, wanna-bes, chinese, etc. It was last day of the boring peruvian school, actually it wasn't that boring, but, ok, let's go to the point. Last class, math. The math teacher couldn't stop looking at me, I felt STALKED. Then she made the look: "Come over here" then I stared at my best friend, and there she gave me the "What did you did now?" look. I whispered- "Nothing!" then Mrs. Guzman told me this- "Honey, your mom has called. She insist to talk to you, she says its a surprise" Three things were popping in my head First, what the heck? Mom never calls me in school. Second, Why Mrs. Guzman was being so friendly? Third, What was the SURPRISE?
Well, I took my phone and I listened to my mom saying-"We are going today to USA, we will stay three months there, you will go to school!" I was speechless. I didn't knew why the heck my mom did that. I always told her I would like that, but she actually did it. So I just said-"Ok, mom, I'll make my things when I get home. Love you, bye." I was thinking Act cool, act cool, don't get that excited. Then I saw my two bff's looking at me as "You badass, what happened?" Then I told them "MY MOM JUST CALLED ME FOR TRAVELING TO USA, I'LL GO TO SCHOOL THERE FOR THREE MONTHS ISN'T THAT FREAKY!" Then all the class heard. I was with an oops! face. I was singing and jumping, but in my mind, because Mrs. Guzman was looking me with an upset face. It was so, so, so... INTENSE.
So the ring rang, that sounds silly, ok, getting out of theme! It ranged so hard, for me. It was like I never had heard that ring before. I got home, the bus left me there, and I went into my room, straight to make my things, I remember I googled the weather on that month. It was winter, so I just took almost all of my swagger winter clothes. It was amazing, my parents, how?, why?, when?, WHAT? On my mind, these questions were popping-"HOW I'M GOING TO FIT THERE? Did my mom bought a house? What state we were going to?" Those three were getting on my nerves. I just called my mom to ask her the last second questions. She did bought a house and on Atlanta, Georgia. I remember I googled it, then I just toke most of my important things: iPhone, iPod, laptop, money, books, DVD'S, (so I can watch them when I'm bored), my rubber bracelets and charges of all the technology stuff. Damn that day was crazy. So I sat there waiting for my mom to come home. She already got her things, all family did. I was the last family member to know about this? Heading to the airport I was listening to Complicated from Avril Lavigne, such a great song, with such a great meaning of life. All girls in my school listened to Justin Bieber, or whatever they came up with. But I like classy songs, such as Heartbreak Hotel, you know, from Elvis. I found it really silly, because all girls in my school got the bieber-fever, and I was kind of sick about it. You know just a small town boy, with a dream, blah, blah, blah. Althought, he inspired me, in a wierd way. He was handsome?, yes. His hair was amazing?, yes. He had a dream?, of course he did. But I kind of got that fever, but wasn't that sick. I just blinked with all those thoughts, and POP! we were already in the airport. I was kind of sad, I was leaving home-town for three months. Kind of wierd, you know.