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Chapter 14

you were finally back home..

you hoped and hoped to wake up.

"this surely has to be a dream.." you thought to yourself

but you never woke up. it wasn't a dream. he...was really gone.

you knew he would've had to leave one day, but you didn't expect it to be now! and he didn't say goodbye, either...
to top it off, though you gave him your phone number...he still never contacted you.

you couldn't believe it...
the one time you make a friend..they leave..
"god really does have favorites...i'm really not one of them..."

all you could say, was you were heartbroken.

then you woke up..

sadly it wasn't a dream, but a memory.

it's been 4 years since then....

"again?" you sigh as you remember your dream. it's all you've been dreaming about recently, making it hard to forget.

you get out of bed, and get ready for school.
as you're about to brush your teeth, you take a look at your wrist.

there lays the friendship bracelet you made.

you can help but smile at the memory.
"i wonder if miya still has his bracelet.."

"ughhh" you groan in frustration.
"just what have you done to me,  miya"

you walk out of your room and say your goodbyes to your mom.
apparently, she had also lost communication with miya's aunt. but she doesn't talk about them anymore.

as if it never happened..

outside your house you go, walking towards the bus stop. as you got closer to the busy street of New York, you looked around..

and there was Miya.

not actually there, but on a giant advertising screen placed on a skyscraper.

you stopped in your tracks as you stare...stare at the person who you used to be extremely close to...
you were happy for miya, i mean..he became widely known for his skateboarding talent. by many many people.
as you continue to look the the screen, the picture of him fades into a video of Miya taking an interview...
you didn't realize you started to cry, but who wouldn't? the only person who used to be close to you, is now far above you. you wondered if miya still remembered you...
"i can't do this right now.."
you start walking forward, towards the public bus stop, which would take you to school
"I plan on going to the tournament-" Miya's voice was heard all over the streets through a loud speaker..
as the bus finally comes, you get on. it drives far, far away, till you could no longer hear Miya's voice.

"-in America"

you walk into school and go straight to your locker.

'i cant believe i'm in high school now, i wonder if miya-" you cut your thoughts.
'i'm so helpless..'

you walk into class, and started your day of school....

"cut"

"great job Miya!"

"that's it for today, take a break, you deserve it Miya!".

"you're so talented!"

"you have such good luck!"

"my son adores you! he aspires to be like you!"

"thank you, everyone! really..."

'but when will this...

end...?'