Destination India. Katy Colins

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      I didn’t have time to answer as the check-in lady had now stood up and logged off her computer. ‘Miss Green, please follow me or neither of you will be heading to India.’

      ‘I’m going to have to be.’ I sniffed and quickly pulled Shelley into a hug. ‘Call me as soon as you find your passport.’

      She nodded. ‘Be safe, Georgia, and good luck!’ she called behind me as I raced to keep up with the woman striding ahead in her shiny black court shoes.

      This would be fine. Fine. I swallowed back the bile that burned my throat. Wouldn’t it?

      I was rushed through security, raced down the never-ending bright corridors and half tumbled into my seat, wheezing and out of breath. I nervously stared out of the small aircraft window as they ran through the safety announcement, hoping beyond hope that Shelley would miraculously turn up and take the seat next to me. However, once the doors were pulled shut there was no chance. I was now on my own. There was no turning back.

      All the other passengers around me were excitedly chatting about their travels, the friends and family they were meeting or the places they were going, but all I could think was how I was going to survive. I let myself cry thinking of what lay ahead of me, ignoring the strange looks I was receiving. How was I going to face travelling round this enormous country by myself? Being spontaneous comes with its downsides. This was all Shelley’s idea and now she wasn’t even here to help me.

      I thought back to the way Marie had looked at me last night, how hurt and angry she was. She couldn’t have hidden Shelley’s passport; she would never do something so spiteful and stupid, would she? A small voice piped up in my head: She would if she wanted to teach you a lesson, let you be this fearless backpacker that she thinks you are.

      But the truth is, I’m not fearless at all.