Chapter 1: Arrival in America Emile had gotten off the plane a couple of hours ago, but was already quite exhausted from his long flight to an unfamiliar country. Just seven hours ago, he was sitting comfortably in his bedroom in Marseille, France. Typically he was a laid-back and casual type of guy, but traveling across the country as part of a foreign exchange program had gotten him pretty nervous. He had been assigned to the “Hill” family as part of a two month deal where he traveled to America to experience American culture and to ultimately perfect his English. Luckily, Emile had been taught English for many years already, and he was already quite fluent in the language. He had already met the entire Hill family, and they had a lot fewer people than he expected. The father named Tom, the mother Theresa, their only son Michael, and their only daughter Maya. Michael, however, was in France with Emile’s family as part of the foreign exchange program. It was kind of a trading children type thing for a couple of months. The Hill’s seemed nice enough. They had accommodated him with anything he needed, and his bed – on which he was currently sitting - was a lot larger and more comfortable than the bed he had in France. He was contemplating how he would arrange his clothes in the closet for the stay when suddenly, Maya opened the door. “Would you like some snacks?” she asked. Her uncontrollable giddiness and overwhelming sense of enthusiasm was apparent to Emile. He calmly looked at her. Maya was very cute and short. She had the type of personality where you felt like she was oblivious to how attractive she personally was. With brown hair, a skinny figure, and with curves in all the right places, Maya had already become the subject of admiration of many boys in her class. …the next moment changed everything
