Prologue
The bus leaves tonight and I'm still at school, my very last day...
*One Week Earlier*
"Mom where do I put the boxes I've packed so long? Its taking up all the space in my room and I can't move around" "In the other room love, just pack them on top of eachother so that they are sturdy enough to not fall" replies my mom but something inside of me just isn't in the mood ro pack. The thought of leaving everything behind and moving to another country is horrendous. I mean I've lived here all my life, I'm leaving so many people behind... Important people like Jenna and Marcus and my whole friendgroup, my whole support system.
It's the end of the 3rd term of grade 11 for me, what if i fail all my classes because I'm not use to the new teachers and their ways of teaching, and what about my bestfriend Jenna... I've had her all my life, I'm not gonne see he for a whole year let alone not getting suprize hugs whenever one of us needs it. I can't stand the thought of moving, it makes me to emotional and I'm already not stable with everything thats going ons between me and Marcus.
The soothing voice of my mother breaks me out of my emotional breakdown as she says "Do you have all of this under control or do you need me to help?" "No mom I'm all good, thank you though" I reply trying to sound as polite and positive as possible "Okay then, dinner is in 10 minutes, I just need it to cool off a bit" "What are we having?" I ask curiously as I remember that I forgot to eat all day because I was stressed and was busy with all of these damn boxes. "Lasagna... with extra cheese, just the way you like it"
That does sound tempting and delicious not gonne lie "Ohh can't wait" I reply as she exits my room and leaves me with my own thoughts again.
At dinner we sit around the table no one saying as much as a peep. You just hear clincking sounds of the cutlary hitting the ceramic plates and now and then stops when someone is chewing. I decide to break the silencewith a question I'vebeen wanting to ask but just didn'thave the time to "So how is this going to work? When are we leaving?" Mom replies with a glare at dad, as if she doesn't know how I'm going to react to her reply "You and dad are going to take your suitcases and get on the bus that leaves the 28th of October, 18:15 pm" Well that was definitely not what I was expecting... "28th of- wait... this Friday?? I need to study and have time to say goodbye to all my friends, the friend I know from grade 1 remember, the friends that have been there for me since... since i can't even remember when... Jenna mom, I'mleaving Jenna behind" My voive gets shakey as I feel a tear running down my cheek.
"I know honey but it's-" my mom replies but I cut in and say "It's so that we're with family and can get financially stable', yeah I know but I'd much rather be broke and see my family twice a year than leave Jenna mom" I stand up, say thank you for the food and leave, off to my almost empty room.
As I sit on my bed I think of how hard and emotional Friday is going to be, not just the fact that I'm going to get scowled at by Marcus but also the fact that I'm leaving my childhood bestfriend behind in another country...
