As I hit my alarm, I had realised why I set it for 5 AM. Today I was packing and shopping for boarding school.

My pa who was a teacher was taking me to the Mall. THE MALL.. I had never been to the cool person's mall. Or Pottery Barn. Or Bed and Beyond..

I think I am just going to the local shopping center. But still.

We both nod before we leave. " Let's roll." I say, putting on my glasses.

Getting into the car, or 'pick-up-truck' as he called it, we rolled into town. I am suprised by all the traffic. It's more than home.

Being an Exchange student, I was new to this. Like driving on the wrong side of the road, and asking to get out of the car to take pictures of street signs.

I get an email from my level teacher from Australia.

Laura, make shore you look in every nook and corner of pottery barn.

And I say that you buy some TAB.

And ( I say hi.) cuddle your bro and sis from me.

:) A.

I smile at this letter, not knowing what A had sent it to me.

I reply:

I cuddled them, and I've had tab. It dosen't taste as good as powdered lemonade.

No, I'm not saying hi to whoever said hi, and WHO IS THIS.???????? :)

Laura.

As we turn off the interstate, I wave to the school bus that just passed. I love the busses here, they are better then the bomb we have.

Yellow and rectangle, and normally have a stupid bus driver like Otto.

I get another email, this time with the sender at the top.

Laura, it's your faveorite teacher. Remember?

Powered Lemonade? Wow. shh, I'm in math class. it was Fletcher who said hi. Oh, I thought tab was OK. Sort of like Mother but with sugar, yes? Ooh, got to go, getting called to do-something.

Bye. :)

I yawn loudly, telling my dad who I was talking to.

" My faveorite teacher. He's in math class now, and so I can't mail him until he mails. The noise makes all of the year seven class he's in go mad."

" Go mad as in how?" he asks.

" Like when the intercom goes off in your year six class. They.. sorta go mental, but like copy the sound."

" So they copy the sound and talk and it's hard for them to be shh'd, yes?"

I had forgot my adoptee father was a half nerd. I had now got an email.

" He says: Yes, sorry L.J, class was being stupid and the other teacher banged her hand on Lachy's and Kade's table. I told them to sit up here. HI!! Lachy says that you should go somewhere secret and meet Barack Obama. and Liam says Obama. ( And I stink.) - Kade wrote that." I say, as pa looks at me.

" The class were silly and the other teacher say what?" He says.

I exclaim and say " He is a teaching Aide. With an E. You know them? He asked two boys who's brains were on stand by to sit with of them says I have to meet Obama, and get his autograph for the class and one of them gives hugs. And please, Say what is really getting on my nerves. Say something like: say it again, or like something."

He laughs and says " look, we're here!"