Italy. Filled with tourist, history, hot uys anad the smell of food. I had always wanted to go to Italy. Ever since I learned about it in fourth grade, I had an interest in learning more and more. I am in ninth grade now. The smartest kids in ninth grade got to go. Good grades came easy to me. Don't get me wrong - I still have to study like everybody else, but it's nothing I've ever stressed over. I recall a time in elementary when I was teased for being smart. That is cleary not the case now. Only twenty out of the whole grade made the trip. Now my bags were packed and I was flying over the United States.

I looked out of my window seat and saw nothing but clouds with aqua blue peaking out the sides that was the north Antlantic ocean. It was one of those moments where, how do I describe it- I felt so grown up! I felt really independent going on my trip without my family. I was pulled out of my thoughts when my dear and understanding friend, Cassie started to snore. I rolled my eyes and checked my cell phone. It was 12 in the afternoon but Italy was seven hours ahead. We had been on this plane for a few hours and we still hada few more to go. I got up and went to the bathroom. I looked in the mirror and straightened out my purple graphic t shirt that said " Can't touch this" in black letters. I was also wearing black skinny jeans and black hightops converse. Skinny jeans looked really good on my slim figure. My stomach was tone and my legs weren't to long or too short. I ran my fingers through my long, wavy bronze hair. My eyes were uber green and I had a few freckles on my face, but a clear complection. I put on a little bit of lipgloss and left the bathroom. I sat back down on my seat and shut my eyes and drifted off to dreamland

I woke up to Cassie nudging me "Jade we're here, Ms. Phillips said we are going to check into the hotel in an hour." Ms. Phillips was very strict and very grouchy all the time. She had bug eyes and white blond hair that went down to her chin. I looked around my seat to make sure I wasn't leaving anything and grabbed my purse. The process of getting out of the airport was not easy. First of all, I'm not into big crowds. Second of all, we had to wait on everybody else to get their stuff. But sooner or later, we were all out of the airport and in our little tourbus. Most people were bouncing off the walls saying things like " I can't believe we are here" and " What hotel are we going to" and stuff like that. I'm glad Cassie was my tour buddy for the next two weeks, she wouldn't be bouncing of the walls. We arrived at our hotel Volterra Suites and checked into our rooms. We all got a bite from snack machines and headed to our rooms for some sleep. I was prepared for a long day ahead tomorrow...