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CHAPTER 1-
I felt nervous, I was fidgeting even, and I don't do that. I was worried what if I didn't make a good expression? What if they didn't like me? What if they make fun of me? What was I thinking…becoming an exchange student…yeah, real smart. Ugh, why, why, why, why? I don't want to get out of this cab; I really am thinking about going back to England, it sounds easier. What if this girl doesn't like me?
Currently I was in a cab, heading to my new 'family' and I was really nervous. From the information I got, there was a mother and her daughter, and something about the father coming every time he was let out to visit from the army. I looked at the file and opened it again, reviewing the little information given to me. The mother's name was Pam Fields and the daughters name was Emily fields. I looked at the picture they sent me. There was one person in it. An older woman, I was guessing the mother. I sighed again; this was really getting to me.
This was supposed to be fun, right? I hate myself right now. I had told my parents that if I did this I would be able to get into a better college after the next two years of college. I REALLY was regretting it now. I decided to take a deep breath and relax for now…or at least until I get there…I hope. I looked outside the window and saw the 'Welcome to Rosewood' sign. Great we're getting closer. I took another deep breath, shutting my eyes as well. I felt every ounce of stress and exhaustion move to my shoulders. I hate myself some times. I kept my eyes closed for a while, trying to calm my -paranoid self-down.
"Miss, we have arrived." The cab driver said from the front seat. I looked out my window and saw a decent sized house painted in white with flower beds surrounding certain parts of the porch. I sighed once more and moved my hand to the door handle. I felt horrified, like I couldn't move, but something within me gave me the strength to push the door open. 'Here we go' I thought to myself. I fixed my light blue shirt and rubbed my hands on my jeans making sure they weren't sweaty or anything. I wish I could look at my hair before I knock on their door, so I used the windows of the cab. My strait hair seemed to look all right as it hang down my shoulders.
"Do I look okay?" I asked the cab driver. He laughed a little and nodded.
"Why you're here to meet parents' boyfriend or something?" he asked a small smile on his face.
"Nope exchange student about to meet her new 'family'" I said with a nervous smile.
"You'll do fine kid." He said, putting my last of three suitcases next to the others. "where you from, kid?"
"England." I responded. He nodded his head and smiled.
"Yep, knew you weren't from the states. Um…$10.50." he said.
"I guess I'm going to get that a lot, huh?" I asked as I looked for his money in my bag.
"Sure thing, kid, but that's what makes you stand out, so you use it." He said. I took out a fifteen dollars out and gave it to him.
"Thanks…for everything…including the conversation." I told him. He took the cash and stuffed it in his black jeans.
"You'll do great kid, I'll see ya around. I live around here, so you need help getting anywhere, just call me up or something." He said as he gave me his business card.
"Will, do Steve." I said as I read his name off the business card.
"Good luck, kid." he said before getting into his cab and driving off.
I took another deep breath and grabbed two of my suitcases and started to walk to the front door. I put the two bags and my funnel bag at the foot of the stairs of the porch and quickly did the same with the other bag that was on the curb. Quickly I made one more readjustment with my shirt before ringing the doorbell. This is it…first impression. Gosh I hope I do okay. I heard the doors' lock click, meaning they were unlocking the door. I felt like this was the slowest moment in my life.
When the door opened, I couldn't help but take notice of the beauty in front of me. She had on a checkered blue shirt with white short jeans showing off her amazing long legs. Her hair was thrown onto her left shoulder with curls cascading down. Her lips were forming a smile but I couldn't tell, because all I was looking at was how lushes her lips are. I moved onto her eyes, and somehow, her dark brown chocolate eyes made me fell calmer. I couldn't take my eyes off of this girls, she was literally breath taking. I know my heart had stopped when she opened the door.
"Hi, I'm Alice Welfred, the exchange student." I told her. She nodded and opened the door wider.
"I'm Emily Field, it's nice to meet you." She said sticking her hand out for me to shake. I gladly took it, but when our hands connected I felt small tingles jump into my hand. I let out a small gasp, but low enough she couldn't hear.
"Like wise." I responded. She smiled a small smile and stood up straighter making me do the same.
"Here let me help you with your bags." Emily said as she stepped around me and took two of the biggest suit cases.
"That's okay, I've got them." I told her, but she shook her head and continued up the stairs of her porch.
"Nonsense, I'll help, plus you must be tired." She reasoned. I saw her figure walk back into her house and I couldn't help but smile to myself, glad that Emily was actually a good person, or at least for now, but I really am hopping she is. I followed her into the house, and smiled when I felt the warmth that radiated from the atmosphere. There were many family pictures on the pale orange walls. When I walked in I noticed that the living room area was to the right and the dining table was to the left and there was a hallway on the opposite side of the stairs.
"Thank you, for helping me with my bags." I told her. She shrugged her shoulder as if she had not done anything. I couldn't help but smile at the generosity of this girl. Somehow she made me feel calmed down, even if I had just met her a few seconds ago. I also couldn't help but look at her ass when she walked up the stairs. I shook my head trying to clear my thoughts. I couldn't be thinking like this; I had a girlfriend to think about. We knew the long distance was a hard thing on our relationship, but she had said she wanted t keep the relationship and work on it over the phone and online. I love the girl but I also thinks she could be crazy.
"No problem." She simply said. As we walked through the hallway of the upstairs part of the house; as she pointed to the first door to her left, she said, " this is the restroom, for now the only people using it is me and you. " then she pointed to the first door on her right and said, "this is a closet; it has all the towels and toilet paper and all of that stuff. Then this is my room and yours is right across from it." She said pointing toward her room to her left and then to her right, signaling it was my room for now.
I was about to say something about the room, my phone began to ring. I looked at the screen and noticed it was my mother. I had forgotten to call her. After all the nerves, that was the last thing on my mind. I picked the phone after I told Emily, "it's my parents. I should get this. If you could, could you leave the suitcases at the foot of the bed?"
"Sure, no problem." She tells me with a smile. I can't help but smile back. She had the most perfect smile, but before I could get into deeper thoughts about her smile, I remembered that my parents were on the other line.
"Hello?" I said as I picked up the phone. I had entered my new room and sat on the floor near the window seat.
"Hello? That's all you have to say! You had me worried sick! You didn't call, you didn't text, you didn't do anything." My mother said over the phone. I had pulled the phone away from my ear as my mother talked. She has the tendency to talk pretty loud. Emily was in the room putting my luggage where I told her to and giggled when she heard my mother and saw how I pulled the phone away from my ear. I smiled at her; I couldn't keep my eyes off of her really.
"I'm sorry, mum, but I was a little bit nervous with everything." I told her," plus I'm fine, you know. No need to scream."
"Sorry sweetie, it's a mum's instinct to be worried is all." She explains as she takes a deep breath. I try hard not to laugh; knowing y mum would get mad if I ever did anything like.
"Don't worry, love, your mother is always like this." My father butted in.
"Papa, I thought you were at work!" I squealed into the phone. I was going to miss my dad most of all. I never thought I would miss my dad this much, but after spending so much time with him and going to the park with him, I was going to miss the old chap.
"Hello, love. Holding up alright? Do you need me to come down there and beat someone up?" he says and I can't help but laugh.
"Jerold, don't talk about such thin. There will be no beating anybody up, do you hear me, young lady?" my mother rants. I smile, I knew I was going to miss them very much.
"Yes, mum." I say. I felt tired after everything I had to go through today and I felt the tension rise to my shoulders. "mum, dad, can I call you two tomorrow, I'm very tired and if I keep talking to my two favorite people in the world I'm going to get homesick on my first day." I explain. I really don't want to feel regrets starting so early on in my adventure.
"Alright, chap, but promise to call tomorrow." My mum said sadly.
"But don't call at early hours of the morning, you know how much your old man loves to sleep." My dad says, with a chuckle booming through the phone.
"I think just for that I'll call you earlier. I love you gys, take care." I told them as I was saying good bye.
"Don't listen to your father, Alice, call if you need anything, we'll miss you, love. Have a goodnights sleep." My mother said.
"bye." I finally said.
"bye." I heard them both say at the same time. I smiled and swiped my phone to end the call. I looked around the room to notice it's empty. I guess Emily left during my call. I looked at the clock and it read 7:30. I was exhausted, I hadn't slept all day, with the last minute packing, and my nerves were still in play making my shoulders hurt. I looked at the clock and wondered how I was going to set it up. I really was tired because I felt blind, so I went across the hall and knocked on Emily's door. She opened only seconds after.
"Sorry, to bother you but, its twelve o'clock in London and seven-thirty here and I'm practically blind right now with sleep, could you please, set my clock to 6 a.m.?" I said rambling while looking at the clock in my hands. I didn't want to look up and connect eyes with the stunning brunette, because I didn't want to make a fool of myself by ogling her.
"You mean, you want me to teach you or just set it up?" she asked. I looked up and saw her smile. Wow, did she look perfect with just a smile.
"Um…both, please. Usually I wouldn't bother you but I'm tired and my shoulders hurt from the stress I've had all day and I really don't want to make enemies or anything. Youknowwhatnevermind,I'llfindouthowtodoitmyself."I said quickly taking a step back toward my current room.
"Wow, wait a sec, okay? I can help, okay? And you're not bothering me seriously, I'm glad to help. Plus you look like you could use the help. How about I set it up for you today, and then tomorrow I'll show you how to set it up, so you won't forget." She said after grabbing my hand and shooting sparks of electricity up my arm. I only nodded, even though it wouldn't matter when she did it because I could never forget anything. Anything I read, hear, touch, smell, or taste I can remember. I could tell you what you were doing and where you were doing it in less than five seconds. I know, I know…amazing. Sometimes it is sometimes it's not and right now it's not a good thing. I have the picture mentally stapled in my head of a gorgeous Emily opening the door.
"Sure." I said as I watched her hit a few buttons. Great now I got it, I fell dumb now. "Thanks, you don't have to teach me anymore I saw you do it." I informed her. She looked at me quizzically and I nodded to myself. I should have said thanks and finished with that… I thought to myself. "I have a photographic memory… I should leave you alone now, thanks for the clock."
"Wait," she grabbed my arm again, "do you want to talk or something until it's at least eight?" she asked. I smiled at her and nodded.
"Let me put this soon to be annoying clock back in my room." I tell her and she just nods. While putting my clock back, I heard her feet shuffle through the carpet. Yep that too, I can hear really well, so I can never get away with not listening and all these things with my mum, and I hated that, sometimes I just wanted to drown the world out, but I would end up with every noise giving me a headache. I decided to go into music with though, so that's a good thing.
"I was thinking, since you are tired I thought we could at least get some of the unpacking undone, and I'll help you while we talk." She said. From what I remember she should be around the door frame or near the front of the room, by the amount of steps she took. Let's see if I was right. I turn around and to my surprise; she is standing near the door frame.
"Sure, I could use the help." I tell her with a small smile. She smiles back and shyly steps closer into the room. "um… let's start at the duffel bag. It has less things to put away." I tell her. She smiles and nods her head as she walks and sits in front of the duffel bag. She points at the duffel bag as if to say if she could open it. I simply nod and sit across from her.
"So, where are you from?" she asks as she pulls a pink shirt out and puts it next to her.
"England." I tell her. She smiles and nods. I try to focus on putting each pair of clothes in the right pile, but I can't stop picturing her perfect smile or her beautiful brown eyes.
"I knew your voice was totally different. Sometimes when I was a kid, I would spend the whole day talking with British accents along with my friends. We were terrible and now that you're here you should help me improve it." She joked. I smile and nodded.
"Sure, but I'm warning you, it can get very dangerous. It will consume your days plans" I said and smiling at Emily. I heard her laugh a little and it was music to my ears.
"Then I guess I'm free for the next few days before school because I have nothing to do. If you want I could show you around Rosewood." She giggled her response.
"Sure, I'd like that…" I told her. I was interrupted when my phone began to ring again. "how many people are awake at two o'clock in the morning." I said before looking down at the phone that was now in my hands. My best friend, Stacy, was calling. I really couldn't ignore her call…
"Hey, love." I said as I answered the phone.
"I've been waiting for your call all day, and all you come up with is 'hey, love.'? Are you insane!" I heard her say. I couldn't deal with putting the phone up to my ear with all these calls starting with people shouting, so I put on speaker.
"Sorry, I know I should have called, but I'm tired, babe, and you know I look like freaking zombie when I'm tired." I explained. I looked up to see Emily smiling at my conversation, while putting a shirt in the pile with all the other ones.
"Are you okay, though? Do I have to go down there and defend my poor little best friend, or are you okay?" she asked. I could see Emily was trying to hold her smile, but it didn't bother me; I was smiling too.
"No, I'm fine, just tired." I tell her. I try to keep busy with the clothes but I feel my eyes getting heavier.
"Okay, I was just worried, Love. I should let you get your rest, but promise to call whenever. I love you, and I miss you." She said before I said goodbye and hanging up the phone.
"I see she isn't afraid to say what's on her mind." I hear Emily say.
"Yeah, she gets that a lot, but I love her to death. I think without her I would go insane." I tell her with a small smile.
"Well your duffel bag is done, where do you want to put your pants?" she asks. I stand up and walk over to the dresser. I open the first and then grab the pile of short pants from her. Our fingers brush against each other's, and the tingles are, yet again, current. I look at her dark brown eyes and quickly look away. I put the pants in them and put the shirts in the other.
"Could I get some water?" I asked her. She smiled and nodded before exiting the room. I sat back down on the floor and opened one of my suitcases. I was really tired because the last thing I remember was tilting my head back and closing my eyes… I hope this whole experience is better than I think it's going to be. Hopefully this little feeling with Emily goes away, I only hope…
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