1900-01-01 0000 Now however i am in a taxi alongside Adam on the way to the airport to go and live with gran... In California! Dads in the army so unfortunately he's unable to take care of me and Adam. Much to my dismay dad insists we cannot go to Africa until I've got myself some qualifications. So for now, grans is the only option. Admittedly i do think a new start is exactly what i need, but leaving my #lifelong best friend is going to be so hard, especially since I've just lost mum and now I'm leaving Lola behind! Lola is the realest and quirkiest girl I've ever met, we've drifted in and out of groups of friends over the years but its always just been us two ultimately. I don't think girls in California will be like Lola, shes got short, fiery red hair with the most unique rock chick clothing style. In all the films I've watched californian girls all seem to be tall, rich and elegant, much like gran in that aspect. Me however, I'm 110% average, average height, average looks, average at school. Simply average. The plane journey was surprisingly quicker than i thought due to the vast choice of of films to watch; gran had booked us first class flights with all the posh, rich people.