Chapter 1
Our month has withered away into mere hours, as I sat on the plane next to my dad and Tony on a plane. My stomach was filled with butterflies and in-flight peanuts as I waited to land in Scotland. Tony was fiddling with his thumbs, and strangley after watching this, so was I. I was nervous for once. I waited all this time to come here, and I started to get these jitters that I was afraid of getting. So, in an effort to escape from all of the mixed emotions, I went to sleep.
What felt like five minutes ended up being three hours, and I was awoken by a jumping Tony who was screaming "We're here!" I was about to tell him to keep his voice down, but then I realized that my family were the last ones to get off the plane. I got up slowly, still groggy from my slumber, and hauled my luggage threw the airport, to the taxi that was about to take us to our new home.
Scotland was beautiful, there was green and blue everywhere, and the colors were so vivid. Stock from farms grazed in the hills, and I rolled down the window. Just as I figured, the air was as fresh as it could be. I couldn't help but crack a smile. Just a mere thirty minutes here, and I was already in love.
We pulled up to our new house, and I was in awe. It looked as if it were a taken from time, and placed right in front of my feet. The stone was decaying ever so slightly, and the house seemed to reach the heavens if it wanted to. It was a gorgeous home, right down to each brick.
I darted in with Tony to claim rooms. I went on the third floor and opened up to a spacious room with a queen sized bed, a vanity mirror, a walk in closet, and my very own restroom. The room was white with gold crown molding, and a window on the left side of the room with a balcony to look out to see birch trees dancing in the wind. I squealed with excitment, knowing that I was able to come into this sanctuary when I needed to unwind. I dropped all of my belonging and jumped onto my bed, nuzzling my head into the pillows that have already been laid out for me.
After setting out all of my personal belongings in my room, I realized that it was already eleven o'clock. The time difference took me at shock, since I wasn't very tired yet. But, with my mom saying school starts tomorrow here, I knew I had to go to sleep soon. I walked outside on my balcony, my pink nightgown flowing every now and then with the occasional wind. I saw a few bats flying around past the birch, and I oddly waved at them.
Then, all of a sudden, one bat started to fly towards me. I was scared, but I kept calm. The furry thing flew right past my head, and then swivled around to return to its colony. My hair whisped around when he flew past, and I stood there dumbfounded, trying to figure out why that bat came at me. I went inside and closed the french doors, incasing me inside, and curled up into my bed to await my first day in Scotland.