I ran to the cupdoard and grabbed out my biggest suitcase and started filling it with my cutest winter outfits and shoes. I left out leapord print sweat pants, a grey batman sweatshirt and black toms for the flight.

My bedroom door is flung open and Kristy rushes in.

"K what is going on with yo-" She doesn't finish her sentence when she sees my packed suitcase on the floor.

"Where are you going?" She asks, confusion taking over her expression.

"Ummm England?"

"And when was I going to find out about this?" She was pissed. Uh oh.

"Well I really only decided like 20 minutes ago so..." I defended myself.

"When do we leave?" Kristy asked exitedly.

"Wait, you're coming?"

"Well of course dummy do you really think I'm gonna let you travel to another country that has great shops without me? Not to mention the cute guys and the fact that you would otherwise be going without me" She said as if it should be obvious to me.

I ran over to her and hugged her before jumping up and down squealing "WE'RE GOING TO EUROPE EEEEEEEEEEKKKKKKK"

She jumped up and down with me and we chanted "We're going to England we're Going to England" over and over again before being interupted by my father opening the door.

"Who's going to England?"

Shit.

Notes

Sorry it's so short!

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