Chapter 1: An Adventure Awaits
School was finally out and there was only a month left until the London trip -the running countdown on my blog slowly getting closer to zero - with my excitement growing stronger each day. I glance at my Tumblr wall and admire my pictures of Matt, Tom, and Ben – all men I'm hoping to meet when I touch down in a glorious country. This would be my first time out of the U.S. let alone going to London! After London, we're also going to Ireland, which will be amazing as well! The trip is for my AP Literature class next year, meaning we're going to be studying legendary playwrights and authors while exploring the beautiful land of England.
I rant about my excitement in yet another unsuccessful text post, but I don't care. We leave tomorrow. My friend, Jane is helping me finish my shopping. We close out our expenditure by visiting American Eagle for some killer jeans, along with getting a beautiful black mesh dress with nude pumps for when we go to a show. I've also bought the new Naked 3 palette and cut my hair so that it gently rests on my shoulders. For the thousandth time I go over my packing checklist: toothbrush, hair shit, underwear (with a matching bra/undie combo just in case), bathing suit (probably not necessary, but you never know, it's my first time there), socks, boots, pea coat, scarves, a couple skirts, tights, and my staple sweaters, jeans, and trusty tees. All checked and ready to go!
My alarm goes off at 4:00 AM, and I snap up. The day is finally here! I admire my very stylish, and most likely overweight, luggage as I get up to make some breakfast. My feet glide onto my plush green rug and out of my room into the hallway, where I then proceed into the kitchen. I grab a protein bar after making a peanut butter/ banana/ strawberry smoothie. After breakfast, I brush my teeth and apply minimal make up. I decide to wear some black cable knit tights, my flouncy light grey top, and my black high top Converse. It's all about comfort right now on this long ass flight. The whole family gets in the car for my send off at 4:45, and we make our way to the airport.
I bounce with excitement as more and more people show up at the terminal. I notice Mr. Darren, my English teacher from last year who's also leading the trip, is looking as dapper as usual. My phone buzzes, and Sarah has just texted me, Going thru security now. Can we sit next to each other on the plane? I ponder this for a minute, as I truly don't know. Idk, I text back, returning to my Chai tea latte. After a couple minutes of scrolling through my Tumblr dash, Sarah sits down next to me, and as soon I look up, we share an eyes-wide-open-I-can't-believe-this-is-it glance. "Mr. Darren said the seating is already assigned." Sarah said, disappointed. "Oh, whatever. I mean, we'll have plenty of time to talk when we're there. Plus, maybe you'll get put next to John." I tease, gently elbowing her, so as not to spill my latte.
"Now boarding flight 1905," a female voice states over the intercom. "Alright, everyone, your seat is already printed on your ticket, so just find it. I'm pretty sure it's either alphabetical or random, whatever the airline did, don't complain. And if you sit next to me, just don't be obnoxious." As he finishes, we all chuckle while forming a line at the counter before entering the plane. I look at my ticket – seat 212. The lady scans my ticket, and I enter the plane, looking for 212, which seems to be towards the back, and as I go further down the aisle, I can see that it's a window seat! Tyler Moore is in the aisle seat, meaning there's a person in between us. As I crawl over him to my corner, I ponder the eligible choices of who I want to fill the gap.