Chance✔️

Chapter 6: Brooklyn

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Omg. Crofley's then. How does that sound, Brooke? I honestly can't believe that Ash and I have done this. We've actually come this far. Next week we're going to Crofley's. The biggest crime academy in the UK. Third biggest in the world. If that's not some achievement, then what is?

It's Monday night and Ash and I meet up again after school. The both of us talk about all this Crofley's stuff. We are literally one step away from travelling over 11,000 miles away to the other side of the world. Woah. That is pretty cool. Well, very cool. I am worried to death about tomorrow. I'm not sure what's up with Ashlyn, she seems extremely excited whilst I'm over here nearly crying of worry. It almost seems like she doesn't care. That's just her personality though. And that's what I love her for. It's not easy when you fall in love with your best friend, and I still don't know if I should try try and find out if she's bi.

"Brooke, do you think we'll do good tomorrow? I defo do! To be honest I don't really care. No, wait. Of course I care. We could be living on the other side of the world! I don't know why I said I don't care, you know what I m-"
I stop her.
"Hey, Ash. Stop worrying, you seem really excited but I can just tell that you're nervous because you can't stop talking. It's okay, it's a coping mechanism. I do it sometimes Ash. We're going to do great, okay? And yes I know what you m-"
I stop myself on purpose to mimic where Ash got up to in her sentence. We both burst out laughing. Whether it was nervous laughter or not, I don't know.

We run up to each other and give each other a huge hug. I say I love you, she says it back and we walk separate directions. I do actually love, LOVE her though. I just don't know how she feels about me. Being real, I think we are better off as just friends. I love her though. I don't know. I don't have anything figured out at the minute, really. All I need to focus on now though, is that that I could be moving to New Zealand in a few weeks time. That is just- mental.

I can't sleep. I sit on my bed glaring at the moon. Tomorrow is probably the biggest day of my life. I've been alive for just over 15 years and tomorrow is the biggest day of those 15 years. Wow. If you want to do the maths, that's over 5500 days. Now that's a lot when you think tomorrow gonna be the scariest, most nerve-wracking day of it. I pull my favourite oversized hoodie over my knees, pull out my journal and a pen, and start to write about all my worries and thoughts with New Zealand and Crofley's. I am definitely more worried than Ashlyn. I could see in the excitement in those gorgeous eyes. Maybe I should take something from Ashlyn. Maybe I should be excited. Throwing down my journal, I quickly pull my hood over my head, pull the covers over me and shut my eyes. Amazingly, I manage to fall asleep.

Oh damn.
Today's Tuesday. Yep it's Tuesday again. The day of horror. But I'm not scared this week. I jump out of my bed, cross my arms and grab the bottom of my hoodie. I pull it over my head, throw my school uniform on quicker than I ever have, run into the bathroom to brush my teeth, run downstairs to get my bag ready, fix my hair and get breakfast. Then I run out the door without shouting 'bye' to my foster carers. I ring Ash immediately and she says she's ready. We both run to school and give each other a massive hug (I think it's become a tradition to hug each other when we see each other). I tell her I love her, she says it back and I start to think she wants to be more than just friends, but despite my love for Ashlyn, I'm just not sure we could pull it off as lovers. This is making me more nervous. I need to figure out what my love for Ashlyn actually means. I don't know if it is more than just being friends anymore. I have slight suspicions that she could be bi so without even thinking, it just comes out. I ask "Hey, Ash, I was just wondering something. It's been on my mind for so long now, I'm losing track of when it all started. Probably when we met but I really hope you're not listening to a word I'm saying."
Brooke just get to the point, will you?