Curls, Curls, and more Curls
Future Plans
3:00 a.m. Monday
My alarm goes off with that loud annoying beep. If it was any other day I would have just turned the damn thing off but today was no ordinary day, no it was the day where I actually got to explore the world a bit more than the yearly trips to Disney World. So I chucked the alarm at the wall and let the silence sink in. That didn't help. My roommate Jessie jumped right on the bed and started bouncing me until I faceplanted off my bed.
"I will certainly not miss you when I am gone..." I murmerd to my self when I got back up.
"Didn't want you to miss your flight today and have the chance to actually have a dorm room to myself!" She perked up when the thought came to her head and gleafully danced around the room.
"You're just happy that you can fool around with your boyfriend without me getting grossed out."
"True, but I still don't get why you have your V-card when we are in college, like hello, there is so many hot guys who would want to rock your body!" Jessie couldn't help but giggle at the thought of my loosing my virginity.
"I choose to not sleep around and save my self."
"Whatever chick, anyways want help packing anything?" She asked.
"No, I think I have everything packed." I checked around to see if I had everything.
"Don't forget to take your v-card!" She chimed and with that Mr. Fluffy was introduced to Jessie's face. "I am just joking!" She huffed as she hugged the teddy bear.
10:00 Later that same day
Jessie had driven me to the airport from campus and said her goodbyes so she could get back before her class started. Then my parents had flown out from Utah to spend my last week in Chicago with me so they could say goodbye when I left. Mother wouldn't stop hugging me and nearly was on the brink of tears.
"You be a good girl okay? I don't want you to come back with piercings and tattoos. It was hard to trust you to go to school so far away, that you can't imagine how hard it is for me to see you fly off acros the world." She lectured,
"Oh my mom, don't worry I will be fine. I will be staying in an apartment with some other University peers so I won't be by myself." I tried to calm her.
"There better not be any men with you, and if things get out of hand just kick them in the goods and run."
"Really Dad? I won't get into that kind of trouble, trust me." I was sick at even the thought of that.
It was already time for me to board the plane so I quickly finished off the goodbyes and headed onto the plane. I was still naseated from the thought of doing "It" with a guy. Yeah it was strange that I was almost 19 and didn't give a damn about sex. I mean I always wondered what it was like but I never really wanted to actually get it done. I just thought none of the guys I dated or liked where good enough and that saving it for that one would be best.
I got all comfy and ready for the 8 hour flight to London, and pulled out a magazine from my carry on. Not to long after I sat down, a blonde chick sat down next to me and made herself at home. She looked familiar and than I realized she was in my psycology class. Her name was something like Reb-Reak-ugh it started with an R.
"You're Bricklyn, right?" The girl asked.
"Yeah, I am. ANd you are....?"
"Rachael, I am in your Psycology class. We had to do that one study together." She was trying to trigger my memory with her slow calm speaking.
"Oh yeah!" I knew it started with a R.
"So you are going to London too? How exciting, I guess we will be hopefully living in the same apartment together." She got all excited at the thought of actually knowing someone who could possibly be living with her for the next semester.
1:00 a.m in U.K. Time
Rachael got her wish when we landed. She shared the same apartment. We had arrived prettey early in the morning and I was a little jet lagged. We had a man standing out with sign of a bunch of names and we both spotted ours on the sign. Quickly we strided over and were given keys and our address. The man told us goodluck and we soon found a taxi. Thank goodness that we were able to exchange some american mula into their currency.
Arrived at a small complex or how they call them flats. It was pretty cute and looked cozy. We entered in to find it was already being occupied by two people. Jone and Blake were sitting at the table eating when we barged in. Blake's mouth hung open at he saw that there were two more girls joing his company. Jone was the one who stood up and introduced herself and Blake. Both from the same University. Both I did not know which made me a tad bit grateful for Rachael.
We were shown our rooms where Rachael talked her way into sharing with me, while Blake had his own room and Jone took the smallest room, guessing so she didn't have to share, and thand shown us around. Wasn't a big place, it did only have three rooms and just a bathroom. The living room was just a big room that shared the kitchen and dining area. I couldn't complain much, because I actually was digging the place.
My alarm goes off with that loud annoying beep. If it was any other day I would have just turned the damn thing off but today was no ordinary day, no it was the day where I actually got to explore the world a bit more than the yearly trips to Disney World. So I chucked the alarm at the wall and let the silence sink in. That didn't help. My roommate Jessie jumped right on the bed and started bouncing me until I faceplanted off my bed.
"I will certainly not miss you when I am gone..." I murmerd to my self when I got back up.
"Didn't want you to miss your flight today and have the chance to actually have a dorm room to myself!" She perked up when the thought came to her head and gleafully danced around the room.
"You're just happy that you can fool around with your boyfriend without me getting grossed out."
"True, but I still don't get why you have your V-card when we are in college, like hello, there is so many hot guys who would want to rock your body!" Jessie couldn't help but giggle at the thought of my loosing my virginity.
"I choose to not sleep around and save my self."
"Whatever chick, anyways want help packing anything?" She asked.
"No, I think I have everything packed." I checked around to see if I had everything.
"Don't forget to take your v-card!" She chimed and with that Mr. Fluffy was introduced to Jessie's face. "I am just joking!" She huffed as she hugged the teddy bear.
10:00 Later that same day
Jessie had driven me to the airport from campus and said her goodbyes so she could get back before her class started. Then my parents had flown out from Utah to spend my last week in Chicago with me so they could say goodbye when I left. Mother wouldn't stop hugging me and nearly was on the brink of tears.
"You be a good girl okay? I don't want you to come back with piercings and tattoos. It was hard to trust you to go to school so far away, that you can't imagine how hard it is for me to see you fly off acros the world." She lectured,
"Oh my mom, don't worry I will be fine. I will be staying in an apartment with some other University peers so I won't be by myself." I tried to calm her.
"There better not be any men with you, and if things get out of hand just kick them in the goods and run."
"Really Dad? I won't get into that kind of trouble, trust me." I was sick at even the thought of that.
It was already time for me to board the plane so I quickly finished off the goodbyes and headed onto the plane. I was still naseated from the thought of doing "It" with a guy. Yeah it was strange that I was almost 19 and didn't give a damn about sex. I mean I always wondered what it was like but I never really wanted to actually get it done. I just thought none of the guys I dated or liked where good enough and that saving it for that one would be best.
I got all comfy and ready for the 8 hour flight to London, and pulled out a magazine from my carry on. Not to long after I sat down, a blonde chick sat down next to me and made herself at home. She looked familiar and than I realized she was in my psycology class. Her name was something like Reb-Reak-ugh it started with an R.
"You're Bricklyn, right?" The girl asked.
"Yeah, I am. ANd you are....?"
"Rachael, I am in your Psycology class. We had to do that one study together." She was trying to trigger my memory with her slow calm speaking.
"Oh yeah!" I knew it started with a R.
"So you are going to London too? How exciting, I guess we will be hopefully living in the same apartment together." She got all excited at the thought of actually knowing someone who could possibly be living with her for the next semester.
1:00 a.m in U.K. Time
Rachael got her wish when we landed. She shared the same apartment. We had arrived prettey early in the morning and I was a little jet lagged. We had a man standing out with sign of a bunch of names and we both spotted ours on the sign. Quickly we strided over and were given keys and our address. The man told us goodluck and we soon found a taxi. Thank goodness that we were able to exchange some american mula into their currency.
Arrived at a small complex or how they call them flats. It was pretty cute and looked cozy. We entered in to find it was already being occupied by two people. Jone and Blake were sitting at the table eating when we barged in. Blake's mouth hung open at he saw that there were two more girls joing his company. Jone was the one who stood up and introduced herself and Blake. Both from the same University. Both I did not know which made me a tad bit grateful for Rachael.
We were shown our rooms where Rachael talked her way into sharing with me, while Blake had his own room and Jone took the smallest room, guessing so she didn't have to share, and thand shown us around. Wasn't a big place, it did only have three rooms and just a bathroom. The living room was just a big room that shared the kitchen and dining area. I couldn't complain much, because I actually was digging the place.
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