"Oh My God!" Jeanette shrieked, starting to hyperventilate. I seriously think that I lost my hearing for an hour because of that. Still, I felt like screaming too.

"Are you two Jeanette Lark and Karen Meyers?" Bill asked.

Jeanette was the first one to speak. "Yeah. I'm Jeanette, and this is Karen," she said, pointing at me. All I could manage was a meek wave.

"Well then, it's nice to meet you two. Now, why don't you grab your things and I'll show you around Germany." Bill said politely. I looked at my clock, it was 8:00 in the morning in Germany. Back home, it was midnight. When we went to go get our luggage, I remembered that our stuff was getting sent via boat to Germany. After all, both Jeanette's parents and my parents insisted on send our entire wardrobes over, and just about everything else that we owned. I explained this fact to Bill, and he decided that we should head over to his house, just so we could get used to living in a different place. When we got to "our house", as Bill called it, we went in to find a castle.

"Wow.." was all Jeanette could muster, and I was really overwhelmed, too. I couldn't believe that we would be living in this mansion for the next 4 years. Jeanette and I both looked at each other, and we were both thinking "This is going to be the best 4 years of our lives".

"Anyway, we should probably head inside, it looks like it's about to rain." I said, looking up at the cloudy sky. Sure enough, the clouds suddenly became black and start to crackle, threatening to rain. We headed inside, and as soon as we stepped inside, it started to rain heavily.

"Thank god! You made it back in time!" said a cheerful voice. We turned around to see a very motherly-looking woman. "Hi, I'm Simone, and you two must be Jeanette and Karen. It's nice to meet you." She said, hugging us both.

"Mom, you're suffocating them both!" Bill laughed.

"Well then, girls. I imagine that you'd want to get your stuff in your rooms, right? Tom, be a gentlemen and show them where their rooms are, alright? Bill, you help me with breakfast." Then, to us, she said "I'm getting Tom to show you your rooms and not helping out in the kitchen because he's hopeless at cooking. Bill, at least, won't start a fire." She said, making both Tom's and Bill's faces go bright red.

"This way," mumbled Tom, as all of us laughed.

After a while, we finally found our bedrooms. Jeanette's was right next to mine, and our bedrooms were HUGE. The walk-in closet was the size of my old room and my bathroom combined. "Oh my god! This is SO cool!" Jeanette gushed. I had to agree. I mean, this was like a dream coming true. Little did I know, this fantasy would come crashing down in a matter of months.