Emma yawned as she sat up in bed the next morning. It was around five o'clock and she was grumpy. Who in their right mind would book a seven o'clock flight? But her parents had, and so here she was, awake at five o'clock in the morning. She got out of bed and stumbled over to the light switch, rubbing her eyes. Her suitcase sat right by the door, her new purple laptop sticking out of her backpack right beside it. Emma headed to the bathroom, wondering whether she would be able to get any sleep on the plane. She probably wouldn't, Jess would be with her and Jess was used to getting up at this time since she lived on a farm.

By the time Emma was completely ready it was around 5:45 and she could hear her father shuffling around in the kitchen, cooking a hasty breakfast. She tromped loudly down the stairs and she heard Darcy groan in the room down the hall. She had probably just woke him up. Emma rolled her eyes, he should've been up earlier.

Jess had been up for an hour and a half already. She had hardly slept the night before, she was too excited. It didn't help that she had been playing around with her new laptop either. She had checked and double checked that she had packed everything. A whole year. They were going to be gone for a whole year. Jess couldn't believe it. A knock came at the door. Jess ran over to open it. It was her mother.

"Are you ready to go?" Her mother was going to drive her to the Hawthorne's house.

"Yeah, just let me check one thing." She ran out the door and down to the bathroom. Yep, there it was. She almost forgot her toothbrush. She and rain that back to her mother," I almost forgot this." Her mother smiled.

"Good thing if you remembered it to check the bath room." Jess smiled.

"Yeah." Jess grabbed her bags and walked downstairs. It was time to go and she was nearly bursting with excitement. She still could not to believe she was spending a year in England. She was so happy that Emma had invited her on this trip. It was going to be a lot of fun.

It took nearly 5 minutes for her to load all her stuff in the car. She plopped into the front seat and let out a sigh. She had a lot of baggage. She was glad that she could check it at the airport so she would not have to deal with it on the plane.

Emma was glad for this too. Her six bags cast a shadow by the front door. She turned in a slow circle, taking everything in. She wouldn't see it again, for a long time. She wouldn't walk up those stairs for 12 months, she wouldn't smell her father's cooking from that kitchen in 365 days, she wouldn't eat dinner in that dinning room for 55 weeks. Ok, enough of that. She was just unsure what it would be like to live in someone's house while, at the same time, someone else was living in theirs. It was definitely going to be strange, but she thought that living in England would make up for the weirdness. For Jess it was easier. She wondered if they would take good care of Mellville. She knew she would take good care of their parrot for them. Maybe she could teach it to say something cool. She knew Darcy would. Speaking of Darcy his stuff wasn't down there yet. She turned to yell up the stairs at him. Just as she opened her mouth he came shooting out of his room, running at full speed.

"I NEED SOCKS!" Emma shook her head. Leave it to him to be completely unprepared. She on the other hand had started packing a week ago.

"There's some in the basket in the laundry room."

"Thanks!" He whooosed past her checking his watch to see how much time he had before they all had to leave for the airport. He disappeared through the door just as the doorbell rang. Emma ran to open it. Jess smiled at her from the doorstep, she just smiled back. There really wasn't much for them to say, they were going to live together for a year so they could talk later. Jess's mother waved from the car and watched Jess step over the doorstep before driving away. Jess set her bags down beside Emma's. It now seemed like there was a large hulking monster of luggage guarding the door. Darcy passed them socks in hand and tugged slightly on Jess's braid.

"Hey Jess." Jess turned bright red and turned to watch him go. Once he was gone, she sighed.

"I can't believe I'm going to live in the same house as you guys for the next year."

"It's going to be absolutely amazing." Jess nodded, and then gasped. It seemed as though a light bulb had gone off.

"Guess what my mom gave me!" Emma shrugged. "Three hundred dollars!" Jess nearly shouted. Emma raised her eyebrows.

"No way!"

"She did."

"This year just got a whole lot more awesome." Jess giggled.

But what if it wasn't?

A/N: Happy New Years Eve!