Today is the day I leave and good lord, am I nervous!
All of the paperwork and details had been finalized yesterday.
Apparently how this high school exchange program works is I have a student apartment that I will share with another student, and an advisor to act as our guardian.
I will have freedom! Hallelujah!
My dad was so relieved that he wasn't going to have to shelter another teenage girl.
The only reason he can deal with me is because I have adapted to survive in a male household.
I found out that the girl that I will be living with is a girl named, Mary A. Brandon and my advisor's name is Ms. R. Hale. Aside from names, I have no other information on the people that I will live with over the next few months.
I packed all the clothes that I knew were cute, and also exercise clothes.
I really wanted to fit in and I really wanted to make my goal.
I have my agenda ready, I have my food notebook ready, and all my other tools to record my weight, and foods that I eat.
Bye bye bread, pasta, and my big fat thighs and overhang.
I reached down to grab my black boots as my phone beeped, signaling that I had a new text.
I ran over to where it was resting on my nightstand and plopped down on the bed, crossing my fingers that it was Edward.
Hey –EC
EHHHHH! It is him! The familiar feel of butterflies in my stomach started back up, as my fingers glided over the touch screen of my phone.
Hey yourself -B
If it was ever the time for flirting it was now.
Leave him with something to miss.
I started to get up off the bed and didn't even have time to stand before my phone dinged again!
What are you up to today? I would love to come see you before you left. –EC
I felt my blood start to boil (in the good way) and my feel started tingling.
Even if everything he said is platonic, it still makes me feel important.
Nada, jus packin.' Wanna come over? -B