Adventures in England

*Three years Later*
Cassy’s POV

As I look around my empty room it finally starts to set in that I am really doing this.

I am finally moving to London, in the past 4 years I have visited my aunt every summer and just about every chance I got. Every time I went it’s like I fell more in love with the city. But I mean its London, England; how could you know love the way the charter buses drive through town adding an extra splash of color to the scenery or the way it was never to hot or too cold.

“Cassy are you ready to get going?” I hear my mother yell, breaking my train of thought.

“yes mom, I am just saying goodbye to my room,” I reply as I take one more look around the room I had been living in since I was a small child.

I run down the stairs and into the arms of my mother, even though she is the opposite of me in every way I could not have wished for a better best friend/mom. As we hold this embrace I can’t help but be a little scared by what is happening. I am finally an adult. In two hours I will be on my way to a country on the other side of the world without any family or friends but my aunt.

As I think of all these things I realize that we are still hugging. I started to think that was odd until I saw my mom’s face, silent tears were streaming down. But even with a tear stained face I can’t help notice how pretty she is. She is a petite 5 foot 7 woman with light blonde hair that is cut at the shoulders, she is 50 but to anyone who doesn’t know that thinks she is 40. Now those are some good genes, she also has a small waist and is so skinny.

When I say she is the opposite I mean that I have long brown hair, blue eyes, am barely 5 foot 3, have big hips and big breasts. The only thing I got from her is the looking younger gene. I kid you not I look 18 even though I am 21. It’s a curse.

I slowly pull away from her and look into her face. I try to give her some comforting words, “It will be ok mom. You’ve always told me to go out and be my own person. By me moving there I am showing you what a good mother you were to give me the boost to do this.” I look up and see that the tears have stopped, I go on saying, “besides I have an international plan, anytime you need to talk to me just call. I promise I’m not abandoning you.”

We walk hand in hand to the car and begin our 45 min drive to the airport.

------- On the airplane

I lean my head back on the seat and take my first deep of the day. Its not that i don't love my family, they can just be overwhelming at times. Especially when almost every single one of them come to wave you off.

Well everyone except my father, but its not like I expected him to come. He has been in and out of my life since 8th grade. I learned at a young age that men couldn't be trusted, and I'd be lying I said it hadn't affected my relationships with the opposite sex.

I feel a single tear run down my face as we begin the ascent.

this 8 hour flight is going to give me a lot of time to think and process that this is finally happening. Its just that so many things have happened in the past 3 years.

---------------- flashback

I put on my gown and look at myself in the mirror. Its graduation day. The day every student looks forward to and prays will come as fast as possible. My college experience has flown by.

I can't believe that I've gotten through 3 years of nursing school. And passed the nursing exam for America and for the UK.

---------- end flashback

College was a lot of fun but its not something I want to do again. I'm ready to start my life. But not to the extent of most of my friends. In fact, Rosaline and I are the only ones who came out of college single. And nothing could have made me happier. I did not want a boyfriend and I am not looking for one anytime soon. I am starting my life over in a way by moving to London and I wasn't going to mess that up by adding a boy to the equation.

Notes

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