"OK Lulu, I'll call you before we leave." Sighed Yasmine Blair into the phone receiver.
"Call me when you get there too. I'm going to miss you soo much Yaz!" answered Lucy Stewart, her best friend. "Explain to me again why you have to move."
"I've told you a billion times," answered Yasmine. "My mom got promoted to manger of the British extension of Green-works."
This was certainly the billionth time Yasmine had explained this, and everyone else seemed to understand why she had to go, but she still didn't understand. Her mom had a good job there in Greendale, and she was doing so well in school. She would be going into middle school that fall and she and Lucy were going to be in the same homeroom. She bit her lip to keep from crying.
"Lulu, I really need to go now. I have to help pack the last van." she lied. The truth was, she could no longer hold back her tears. He lips were starting to quiver and her nose itched.
"I'll miss you soo soo much," burst Lucy, and there was a beep as she hung up.
Yasmine threw herself on the bed and burst into tears. She hated England. She hated her moms job. She wondered what the school would be like. She loved the schools in Greendale. She always got A's and she liked her teachers. She was going to miss her friends as well. Lucy and she had been best friends since daycare. She would never fit in in England. She didn't have the right accent, and she didn't know the right things to say.
She picked up the pile of papers next to her bed. The top sheet was a picture of her school. "Coventry Secondary School," She sighed. She hated it already.
"Yaz, Hurry up, will miss the plane!" It was her mother. Ms. Blair, who was very punctual and was very neat. She was conservative and proper, and liked everything in order. The last box had been packed two weeks ago, ahead of time. She was excited for the trip, and was looking forward to the new house and the new town. Yasmine didn't want to disappoint her by saying how she felt. Her mom would be crushed.
Ever since her dad had died Yasmine had spent a lot of effort on pleasing her mom. She knew her mom put a lot of time into her job and Yaz just wanted to make her happy and proud. She scooped up her last suitcase and her papers and hurried down the stairs and hopped into the car.
Neither she or her mother spoke on the ride to the air port and they both slept on the plane. As it landed the sky turned gray and the clouds dumped buckets of rain onto the streets. Yasmine felt so lonely and scared, she didn't know what to say. The ride to the house was long, and tiring, and As soon as they got there She ran up to her room. All of her stuff was already set up, but it still seemed strange. She went to the window. There were no bustling city streets below. It was too quit and strange and the sky was covered in clouds. However it was too hot to leave the window closed, so she flung it open. She was too tired to stay awake and sulk so she slipped into her pajamas and lay down on the bed. IT wasn't long before sleep overtook her.
"Call me when you get there too. I'm going to miss you soo much Yaz!" answered Lucy Stewart, her best friend. "Explain to me again why you have to move."
"I've told you a billion times," answered Yasmine. "My mom got promoted to manger of the British extension of Green-works."
This was certainly the billionth time Yasmine had explained this, and everyone else seemed to understand why she had to go, but she still didn't understand. Her mom had a good job there in Greendale, and she was doing so well in school. She would be going into middle school that fall and she and Lucy were going to be in the same homeroom. She bit her lip to keep from crying.
"Lulu, I really need to go now. I have to help pack the last van." she lied. The truth was, she could no longer hold back her tears. He lips were starting to quiver and her nose itched.
"I'll miss you soo soo much," burst Lucy, and there was a beep as she hung up.
Yasmine threw herself on the bed and burst into tears. She hated England. She hated her moms job. She wondered what the school would be like. She loved the schools in Greendale. She always got A's and she liked her teachers. She was going to miss her friends as well. Lucy and she had been best friends since daycare. She would never fit in in England. She didn't have the right accent, and she didn't know the right things to say.
She picked up the pile of papers next to her bed. The top sheet was a picture of her school. "Coventry Secondary School," She sighed. She hated it already.
"Yaz, Hurry up, will miss the plane!" It was her mother. Ms. Blair, who was very punctual and was very neat. She was conservative and proper, and liked everything in order. The last box had been packed two weeks ago, ahead of time. She was excited for the trip, and was looking forward to the new house and the new town. Yasmine didn't want to disappoint her by saying how she felt. Her mom would be crushed.
Ever since her dad had died Yasmine had spent a lot of effort on pleasing her mom. She knew her mom put a lot of time into her job and Yaz just wanted to make her happy and proud. She scooped up her last suitcase and her papers and hurried down the stairs and hopped into the car.
Neither she or her mother spoke on the ride to the air port and they both slept on the plane. As it landed the sky turned gray and the clouds dumped buckets of rain onto the streets. Yasmine felt so lonely and scared, she didn't know what to say. The ride to the house was long, and tiring, and As soon as they got there She ran up to her room. All of her stuff was already set up, but it still seemed strange. She went to the window. There were no bustling city streets below. It was too quit and strange and the sky was covered in clouds. However it was too hot to leave the window closed, so she flung it open. She was too tired to stay awake and sulk so she slipped into her pajamas and lay down on the bed. IT wasn't long before sleep overtook her.