“Hey Paris. It’s Anastasia. There’s something I need to tell you. So, don’t be mad, I know we haven’t had our day out yet, but I have bad news.”
She laughed a little after saying that, but I could hear the pain in her voice.
“I’m moving back home to America. I know there couldn’t be a worse timing for this, but I came to England to get a fresh start. There was so much happening at home before I moved, but I found that running away probably wasn’t the most ideal thing to do.” She sighed deeply and silence followed for a while, that I almost thought that the message was over.
But I was
Nervous wasn't the word to describe how I felt.I was anxious. I was freaking out. But most of all, I was excited.It was finally the day of my date with Fabian. He didn't make it easy with figuring out what he had been planning, but I did soon enough.I figured it was a dinner date when he asked me what flavour champagne I preferred. He tried to make it seem like a harmless casual question, but after a whole week of being secretive, he should've known I would've figured it out. I wasn't really a fussy person, but I was happy with whatever he chose.
The sun had already set, and the hint of the moon started to peek from behind the light feather of clouds. I noticed that we were driving away from the city, yet we were somehow still in the middle of it all. My restaurant theory started to wither when I saw him pull onto a paved walkway that seemed deserted, though I didn't understand why. It seemed like an abandoned park, although it was beautiful. I let go of his hand so that he could park adequately, and I didn't even notice when he hopped from the car and appeared at my door because I was too busy trying to figure out what was happening. "Fabian? Where are we?" I questioned, looking around as I tried to recognize something—anything. I've lived in England all my life, and I believed that I knew every inch of the city. But, apparently, I didn't. "I'll show you," he simply stated as he held me by my waist and lifted me from the car. I giggled as his fingers tickled me. Still, I was focused o
I walked through the school doors with a beaming smile on my face. The weather seemed to have gotten my memo this morning, seeing that it was absolutely beautiful out. I was excited to see Shanae. I had been dying to tell someone about my date on Saturday. It felt good to say that I have a boyfriend now. Images about how our night ended also had my nerves tingling again. I had never given much thought to how my first time would be, but it was absolutely perfect. Shanae spoke about hers as if it was wild and crazy, and maybe it was. But mine? It was gentle and filled with so much love. It was utterly perfect. However, I wasn't sure if I was ready to tell anyone about that part of the night just yet. Not even Shanae. I simply wanted to share the moment with Fabian alone for now before turning to other people. Besides, if Colton should find out, I had no idea how he would react. He obviously thinks Fabian is using me. He would only believe that Fabian 'g
Song for chapter: Happier by Olivia Rodrigo *** Half the class was asleep by the time the movie ended, some on their phones and some, like me, quite intrigued. The movie wasn't what I expected. However, even though the ending had me angry, I could say I enjoyed it thoroughly. I could also tell why Ms Fletcher chose this film to 'teach' us about feelings and behaviours. The movie was emotionally frustrating, yet you could understand the lead characters completely. Anna Karenina, a Russian minister's wife and mother of a beautiful little boy, finds herself in an affair with a cavalry officer, Count Vronsky. He was undoubtedly a catch indeed, and I don't blame An
The end of the day came sooner than I anticipated, and oddly after Guidance class, I was in a completely better mood. I didn't talk to Colton, but I felt lighter—as if I could breathe again whenever my mind went to him. I was sceptical about whether I should tell Fabian or not. I don't think he would oppose us being friends again, but I know he wouldn't necessarily be comfortable with it either. To be fair, any boy wouldn't be okay with their girlfriend being friends with someone who 'has feelings' for her. Yet, I knew he wouldn't try to tell me not to be friends with him, simply for my sake. I don't think Colton and I could ever go back to how we were, but the thought of seeing him and talking to him again instead of walking past him as if we were strangers didn't sound too bad. Speaking of both boys, I had to tell Shanae everything at lunch, so I barely got any time to actually eat. Every time I picked up my sandwich, another question was thrown in my face.
Hey guys! This is just a quick note that both chapters 34 and 35 were updated. I know that some people might've overlooked one chapter, hence my little note. Enjoy! *** At first, I was a bit scared, seeing how vulnerable we both were to those huge cars and trucks that could crush us if anything should go wrong. But then, I started to loosen up, and it was by far the best drive I've ever been on. Fabian held up to his end of the promise by not driving too recklessly, and so I enjoyed it even more. My smile never fell as we swerved through vehicles. We went through highways, over bridges, even a few shortcuts, and it was the most exhilarating thing I'd ever done. Our first stop was in a beautiful town called Wantage. It was an apparent historic town that held features that told the most beautiful stories. We were there for only five minutes, yet I felt like I didn't want to leave. It was so peaceful there, and Fabian parked at a beautiful
My head hurt. My back felt like my spine was snapped in two, and my throat was as dry as a freaking dessert. When your parents told you to be good kids, did you ever wonder why? Well, I've figured it out. It's because being a bad kid sucks when it comes to punishment. I wouldn't consider myself a bad kid, though. It was one night out past curfew, lying and being deceitful. Only one night, yet, I got caught. As you might've figured, I didn't get away with my lie on Monday night like I had hoped. In fact, it was going quite well until the next day of school, when my Physics teacher deliberately called me out to do one of the homework questions. Of course, I worked the equation with ease, and she made me do another, then another, then another, until all the homework questions were done. Despite that, she demanded to see my notebook, and when I showed her the blank sheet, she called me out. She had no proof other than the blank book that I didn't
If I could choose between a car ride or motorcycles with Fabian, I’d definitely choose cars. Why? Because being in a closed space when he drives makes him a different person. On his bike, he had a certain mischievous aura, but in a car, he’s definitely a sweet boyfriend type.For the past hour, we’ve been playing corny car games to pass the time. Eventually, they evolved into our own version of games, and it was hilarious.“Okay, okay. I have another one,” I cheered as our laughter died down. “What’s the most confusing way a girl could break up with someone?”“I don’t know, but I sure do hope it doesn’t happen to me,” Fabian said with a chuckle. I got excited to share my lame joke, so I spun in my seat as far as the seat belt would let me so I could see him better.“Leaving a note on your old car she borrowed saying, ‘this isn’t working.’”Out of m