After almost about 20 minutes going into the conversation with my dad, we finally agree on a decision.
"Ok, so I'll be buying a ticket to Los Angeles, California and you'll be staying at my place until the school year ends next year if it's okay with you. Is it all right if you come next week? And don't worry, I'll contact Isabelle for you and tell her the whole story. Gee, it's been such a long time since I've seen Iz drink. It's insane. I'm so sorry you had to go through that, it must've been horrible."
I nod, even though I know that he cannot see my physical actions. Now that I've spoken to my father for a good amount of time, I feel more comfortable talking to him on the phone, but I'm not so sure if it'll be the same when I meet him. The line became silent, so I fill in the blankness.
"So, what are you doing at the moment?"
He clears his throat.
"Well, we started working on this new film, but they just started the screenplay, so just the basic and usual stuff before they actually start shooting the film." he says.I look at the time, and it's already 10:25. I'll be late to soccer practice if I don't leave now.
"Hey look, I got to go to soccer right now. I'll talk to you later, okay? Bye!" I quickly hang up, before hearing his response.
I run as fast as I can upstairs to change into my shorts and black jersey from my team I was playing with 2 years ago. I remember how we won the championship from my old team, and how normal life seemed to be back then. I go back downstairs to leave, not thinking about taking anything else with me. As I walk out of the house, I shut the door behind me and starts sprinting to my high school.
Once I have finally made it, I see my teammates already doing soccer drills where they shoot the ball into the goal while the goalie blocks. I must've been really late because this one of the last drills we do before we're done with the day. I just join in, hopefully not letting the coach noticing me coming at such late of a time.
"Alexa! Where have you been? Practice is almost over!" my best friend, Cassidy, exclaims. We've been by each other's sides through the best and the worst, and she's basically the best friend you wish you had. I hate to tell her the news and be shady about the whole thing.
"Um, sorry. My mom's engine didn't work properly so I had to run to school." I made up.
"What?! But you live so far away from school, it's basically like six miles or something!"
"And, listen. My dad invited me to go live with him for the year and my mom said that it would be a good idea if I bonded with him for some time so I know that I actually have two parents supporting me. You know, parent stuff." I explain. Each lie I say to Cassidy, I quench and have this deep and horrible feeling inside me. But I can't tell her that my mom was drinking and driving; that would be such a huge embarrassment to me and my mother.
"So you're telling me that you're living with Mark Finley now? No way. And... what happened to your arm?" she asks in confusion. Oh yes, I forgot about my arm.
"Yea I'm gonna live with him for now and I'm supposed to fly to Los Angeles in a couple days. And I just uh... tried to do a cartwheel to gain bicep strength but I didn't do cartwheels in like forever so it ended out bad..." I showed her my broken arm, with the cream colored cast on it. She looks at it for a couple seconds, thinking about both me moving to L.A and my recent broken arm.
"Well, I'm gonna miss you lots! And send me some postcards and stuff because I always wanted to go there, but I never had the time too. Oh! And also tell me about how school goes for you at Cali and tell me about all the other stuff too what you're doing." I could tell that she didn't want me to leave, and she knew that something was bothering me, but she just didn't mention it. We have some sort of special connection where we know what's going on with each other even if we didn't say a single word. Right now, she knew that I had something inside me that I just wanted to release. And right now, I just want to release all my problems.
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My Life In My Eyes
Teen FictionAfter multiple times where Alexa was thinking about what she wants to do in life, she finally makes her decision—wait. How can she make a decision if she has to fight between her troublesome mother's and her movie star famous father's divorce; not t...