Author: Ok, I'll be honest, I suck at the whole updating thing. This first one is in the first person but after that it'll be in third person (most of the time). Thanks for reading and tell me what you think.
Chapter One: Exchange Program
Pale amber eyes. Soft blond hair. Luscious crimson lips. Class valedictorian. Most popular girl in school. Yup, that's me. In my dreams, anyway.
Hey. Name's Misty. People call me Mist. Well, my parents do anyway. Everyone else calls me Ghost Girl. Funny, right? No? Oh, ok then... Umm, well, I guess I should start with what the hell al of this is about. You see, I recently entered into the study abroad program at my university, and I'm being sent to England. Cool, right? Yea, I thought you might agree with that one. I can hardly wait.
The art. The culture. The history. It's gunna rock. The museums. The historical sites. Maybe the famous restaurants if I have time. I know, I'm not exactly what people would call normal. I didn't exactly get my nickname for no good reason. My eyes are a blue green that people tell me glows in the dark and my skin is so white you could proly reflect the sun off it. I always have my nose in a book and I've never even tried to make friends. My hair is too long and covers my eyes.
No one ever notices me. It's really convenient. Less trouble. Then again, it also causes trouble. But I handle it. I guess that's what growing up is all about. Learning to handle all of it. After my mom and dad died and I moved in with my new parents I realized this. And no, my birth parents weren't bad people. My dad was a security guard and there was an accident on the job. After that mom just kept getting sicker and sicker. It's sad but I can say that I have had a pretty good life.
Wow, I really know how to get off subject. Sorry. Anyway, I'm going to England for about three months. I have everything set for the trip. It's tomorrow. I admit that I'm a bit nervous. Ok, very. I guess I should head to bed see as it's now two minutes to midnight and my flight leaves at six in the morning. G'night I guess.