We spend the morning and half the afternoon eating, packing, and saying goodbye, and it doesn't truly hit me until it's time to get on the bus that I remember I have no way of getting ahold of Ash. My parents are super against me having a phone. They say it will distract me from my schooling and duties. I can't wait to move out and start living life like a normal teenager.
Ash has to stay with his brother to help him and the staff clean up. Part of the deal they make with their parents is that they can't leave the place trashed and expect someone else to clean it up for them. “They get paid to clean the basic everyday messes, not a weekend-long rave."
I completely respect that. It honestly makes me like him all the more. But I am worried his parents are perhaps far more like mine than I
