Jordan
"Get up you lazy child!" Lauren yelled at me. I am NOT a morning person. Never have been, never will. Unless One Direction is involved. But that's a completely different story.
"Noo! I will never get up!" I whispered.
"Come on! We are going to see Big Ben today. And maybe we can talk Mrs. Smith into letting us go to the bakery that Harry used to work at for lunch!" This was Lauren's best bribe. And sure enough...
"Harry?! Let's go!" I shot up and pulled on skinny jeans and combat boots.
"Yay! Now I just have to figure out where that bakery is... And what it's called." Lauren said.
" YOU'RE A HARRY GIRL AND YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW THE NAME OF HIS BAKERY??!! WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?" I yelled.
" No, do you know it?" Lauren asked calmly.
"No, but I'm not a Harry girl. I'm a Niall girl, J2LYK!" I retorted. Early mornings make me a crabby girl. Sorry.
"I know. To you, everything's phonomiNIALL. For me it's extroardinHARRY. It's all good, girl," Lauren was always calm, when she wasn't having a laugh attack.
Fifth bell. World Studies. Nearly five minutes straight! Good Lord. And when someone tried to make her stop, she laughed harder. She got everyone to at least smile. I was the only one who knew how to make her stop. Just mock her Northern accent, she's basically stopped. And, I had my own phrase, "Put your flag in a bag and tag it!" All the "a"s have long vowel sounds. That's what gets her because she sounds like that. It's not mean, it's just the only way.
Knock, knock. My thoughts were interrupted by the student teacher knocking on the door.
" Girls, I just wanted to let you know, the breakfast bar will be open in thirty minutes. Make sure you're dressed for the day!" She said in her little twenty-something sing-song voice. Please, we're in high school.
"Make sure you're dressed for the day!" Lauren and I said nasally in unison. Then we laughed like we always do when we say the same thing.
The that reminded me of One Thing, so sure enough I started, "Get out.."
"Get out get out of my head. And fall into my arms instead. I don't I don't don't know what it is..." Lauren continued.
" But I need that one thing, yeah you've got that one thing!" I finished.
Good thing the other two girls were out of the room already. Who knows what thoughts would have gone through theirs heads... Or out their mouths!
So, after breakfast, we hopped into the shuttle and went into the city. It was really pretty. It made me want live here really bad! Why couldn't I be British?! But I am a little Irish, so I guess it's ok.
"Whoa! Look at Big Ben!" Everyone was saying. It was massive and so cool to look at. Much better than the pictures!
After some sightseeing that I didn't care for, it was nearing lunch time.
" Hey, Mrs. Smith!" I called. " Can we stop for lunch at a little bakery on Second Street?"
"Yeah!" Lauren piped in. " I've always wanted to go there!"
"We'll see girls," Mrs. Smith said.
Great. When adults say "We'll see," it always means "No." They should really just say no. Oh well. At least Lauren and I are staying another two weeks.

Notes

I have never been to England and I don't know where Harry's bakery is. Or what it's called.