Well here's chapter 2. sorry it took so long again. but slight writers block and homework is not a good combination. Enjoy. Also, i can't promise when chapter 3 will be up, so sorry in advance (i'll understand if you don't forgive me).

"You'll get the results tomorrow" Professor Ross gathered the papers in, frowning slightly when she saw some of the 'attempts'.

"THAT WAS AWFUL" Becca flung open the door and collapsed on the bed, her hands covering her eyes.

"I thought it was alright" Becca gave Taylor a glare that could make grown men cry, "What?"

"I swear there's something wrong with you", Taylor stuck her tongue out at her friend, "And I thought you were the mature one".

"Shut it" Tay smiled and sat on her bed.

"If you're one of the guys going to Harvard, would you go?" Becca thought aloud.

"Yeah, definitely why?"

"Coz something tells me I'm not one of the ones going to America" Becca sighed and sat up with a pout on her face.

"Oh well" Taylor got up and hit Becca over the head with a pillow, "come on, we still have work to do".

Becca groaned, "Why did I take law again? There's too much work!"

"It'll be worth it in the end now come on"

"Yes ma'am" Taylor hit her over the head again before handing her the thick book from her backpack.

"Are you done yet?"

"No" Amy was putting her stuff in the suitcase which was cluttering her bed, and Amy being Amy, she was trying to fit everything and I mean everything in it.

"Are you done yet?" Sara was looking up at the ceiling so she didn't see the look Amy just gave her.

"For the last time no, I'm not finished".

"Are you…"

"SARA!" she sat up, shocked at her friend's outburst.

"What?" she said innocently, pretending she didn't know what she was talking about.

"Either shut up" she pointed a finger at Sara, "or I'll put tape around your mouth and leave you in the closet".

"Like hell Amy, we both know you wouldn't be able to tie me up" she smirked at her friend who clenched her fist in to a ball and sat with a thump on the bed.

Silence engulfed the room for a while, neither knowing what to say, so Sara turned on her back again to look up at the ceiling.

"You'll miss me won't you?" Amy had her back to Sara, trying to pack her bag again.

"Of course". The question took Sara by surprise.

"Promise me something Sar"

"Hmm?"

"Don't beat up any of the English people ok" Amy heard her friend laughing behind her.

"You never let me have any fun" Sara whined, but the smile on her face betrayed the seriousness in her voice. "Tell ya what, I promise not to kill anyone, if you bring me back something nice".

"You're getting a key ring and you will like it", both women looked at each other then burst out laughing. "Fine, something nice".

"So it's a deal" Sara held her hand out for her to shake.

"Yeah", she shook her hand and pulled Sara up from the bed, "Now help me pack".
"Are you sure you need all that stuff?"

"Duh" Amy rolled her eyes but stopped when Sara pulled out an old teddy bear, her eyebrow raised slightly.

"Aren't you a little old to have a teddy?"

"You're never too old for Mr Cuddles" Amy grabbed her bear from her hand and started to hug it tightly as Sara chuckled nervously.

"TAYLOR OPEN THE DOOR!"

"But why?" Taylor rolled over on her bed, eyes part open because the light of the sun coming through the half open curtains was blinding her.

A thus was heard through the door which made Taylor sit up and look towards it. A very angry Becca flung the door open, rubbing her forehead, grumbling under her breath as a mix of English and Russian swear words fell from her lips. She noticed her friend giving her an odd look.
"I ran into the door" Taylor was trying hard not to laugh, "I told you to open it".

"Sorry".

Becca collapsed on her bed, still swearing under her breath.

"What did you want?" Becca looked at Taylor upside down, and then rolled on her stomach to look at the brunette opposite her.

"What?" she put a look of concentration on her face as she tried to remember what she was to tell Taylor. "Oh yeah!" she jumped off the bed and grabbed the backpack she dumped at the door, "Here", she handed her an envelope and sat back on the bed.

Taylor turned it over in her hands a couple of times before opening it.

"Anything interesting?" Becca had an arm over her eyes in an attempt to fall asleep.

"OH MY GOD!" she jumped what felt like 10 feet in the air.

"WHAT!" Becca turned to her friend and glared at her.

"I'm….I'm." Taylor looked at the paper; a smile grew slowly on her face.

"Speak in full sentences Taylor"

"I'm going to Harvard"

"NOOOOOOOOO" Taylor looked at her friend.

"Becca?" Becca threw her arms around her neck, making her feel a bit uncomfortable.

"Don't leave me" she practically shouted in Taylor's ear.

"Becca it's only for two weeks. Get. Off. Me. Now" Becca smiled sheepishly before sitting back on her bed.

"Hey Taylor?"

"What?" she looked over at her friend who had a smile on her face, "Yes I'll bring you something back from America"

"Sweet".

review please. Mock exams on wednesday so i need cheering up. Bye :D x