Survive

Dear Diary,

I can’t believe I could only bring one 50 pound suitcase! How much can one person fit in that small bag? I ended up putting some of my stuff in Anna, Brooke, and Liv’s bags.

Well we had to wake up early so I didn’t get my beauty sleep. I’ll probably sleep on the plane, even though that is just…a no. Anyone could watch you sleep. Ew.

Ugh. Skylar just got up to go to the bathroom. I don’t like her. I don’t trust her. She is not who she says she is. She does amazing in gym class, everyone’s noticed. She does sports like a guy. She can climb the rope, at least 50 feet long, in under 20 seconds. That’s not normal.
And to top it off. She seems really nice…too nice. She is always helping teachers, especially Miss. Kaylee. What is with that?

Just thinking about her is giving me a headache.

I can’t wait to see all of the American guys. Some of them are really cute! I’m hoping to break a few hearts before the end of this, preferably cute guy hearts.

I packed some of my club outfits so that I can sneak out at night. I got my miniskirts and tank tops along with six inch heels. I might need to rewrite my diary entry. I just told Miss. Kaylee that I was going to sneak out…probably not a good thing.

I’m worried about Liv. What if she didn’t pack enough of her pills? Lucky for her, her big sister packed extra. She’s in an important phase of the process. If something goes wrong now, she could stay a he for the rest of her life. I fear it won’t be long if she doesn’t get this procedure when we get home.

She’s always been a little different. Trying on my clothes all the time when we were younger. Never playing dinosaurs. No it was always dolls with me.

I just need to not freak out about it. Liv can handle it herself. She’s a big girl, or will be soon.
I’m just scared that if people find out, they’ll make her an outcast. And if she’s an outcast…what will happen to me? I’m not always as confident as people think.

But if people know that, then they can use it against me. I won’t be Miss. Popular. I’ll probably be one of the outcasts, the nerds. My life would be over.

I diffidently need to rewrite this.

I also need a pedicure and manicure. I need to get my hair dye my hair again. Blonde is not working anymore. I’m thinking more strawberry than blonde. I need to go shopping because Liv keeps taking mine because my parents won’t let her go shopping until after the procedure. I’m thinking of bringing her and just saying she’s helping me. But we don’t have enough money to do that.

We might even have to go to a public school now. Ugh…public school. I don’t want that to happen. I want to stay at the private school next to the boys’ private school. The public school boys are not hot enough or clean enough.

I have never liked planes much. I’m used to sitting first class with my drinks and food and nothing to worry about. Where I’m sitting is not first class. This plane doesn’t even have first class. It’s a crappy plane that looks like it could fall out of the sky at any second.

If that happened we would all die. Was that turbulence or was the plane shuddering? I knew we should have bought better tickets. Some of these girls just need to learn that spending more means better stuff and so we should take it.

Since the school is paying for over half of the trip, I thought that we would be able to have nice things. But no we have a crappy plane.

I’ll rewrite this tonight before bed. Or maybe later on the plane ride, it’s a great distraction.

Love,

Tori <3

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