I am not going back to Sweet Valley University - ever.
My sister betrayed me.
My boyfriend broke my heart.
And my parents are against me.
There's nothing for me to go home to.
So where am I supposed to go?
How about London . . . as far away as possible?
Excerpt:
My flights being called! Elizabeth realized, bolting up.
"Mom, Dad," Elizabeth began. "I have something to tell you. Earlier this year I applied to a semester-abroad program. I've been accepted to the University of London for the fall. A semester away from Sweet Valley is exactly what I need. And I've decided to go." She raised her ticket so that they could see it. "And now my flights being called."
"I don't care what you've decided," Mr. Wakefield said, hands on hips. "I'm your father, and I've decided that you're coming with us to see Jessica and settle things."
Her parents weren't even listening to her. All they cared about was Jessica. Jessica, Jessica, Jessica.
Elizabeth slung her backpack over her shouder and gripped her ticket. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry we have to part like this. But I'm going to London."
She turned around and squeezed shut her eyes, walking slowly toward the line of people who were waiting to board. She half expected her father to tackle her, her mom to drag her out to the waiting taxicab . . . but there was nothing, except the frantic screams they directed toward her.
"Elizabeth! Come back!" her mom cried.
But Elizabeth didn't. She took a deep breath, handed the ticket to the flight attendent, and boarded the plane.