Acoustic

Chapter 4

Looking around the room, blinking hard, I realised I was alone. Tears were forming in my eyes but I closed my eyes, hoping they will be gone. I keep my eyes closed for a while, just to think about Britain. I think about leaving my nanna and Bampi, I think about leaving my best friends. I think about the cold, hard rain in England, and how long I miss it. I awake to the quietness of the room. I know exactly what to do to brighten inside of me. I pick up the bass guitar lying on the floor. I play a few strings and open my mouth. I open my notebook to find the lyrics to my favourite song, "Heroes" by Alesso. I find music comforting and if no one else is there, music always is.
The rest of the first day was very despondent and estranged. Everyone had their own groups, no one wanted to even go 1 meter to me. Not even Brandon. I don't know what happened between me and Brandon. However, Brandon and I did not have eye contact for the rest if that day. lunch was the hardest, facing that I could not travel anywhere, because the most favourited room I had had been taken by him. After school I see my embarrassing mum appear in our beetle, shouting at me from her window. I sit in the back seat, cross my arms and day dream. Pretending that I am not here, and I am surrounded by music. Quiet whispers is all it takes to get me out of here. Out of the car, out of school and most importantly, out of AUSTRALIA. It is not as if I do not like Australia, it is more like I miss Britain. I dream that I am not here, I am right next to Jodie and Rose. Rose is brushing her golden kissed ginger hair, while Jodie is hazelnut brown with dark blue highlights. We are both laughing together at Roses' 16th birthday party, a barbecue dinner outside. Being a vegan, all I had to drink was water. All was going moderate speed, until my mind zoomed closely in to both of their faces. Them being happy, made me miss them even more. As I was about to belief this was true, heavy clouds whimpered in. All faces turned anonymous until it was only clouds left.
"Wake up! Wake up!" Sunny screamed at me, the second day today. We are parked outside our quaint little cottage and my mum had a concerned look on her face. "You okay? You've been making hard breathing sounds and hiccups just now". "What?" I ask, after realising that I had been dreaming heavily. " I heard your phone ring also" Sunny insists. Eagerly and desperately, I rummage through my pockets, loaded with old pieces of paper and tissues. At the very bottom I see my phone. I unlocked my old flip-up phone, which has been passed down through the family. It was my company my phone is on, the company which supplies an "Pay as you go" with texts. I sigh deeply. As my mum turns the lock, I dash straight to my room. I open all the windows as far as I could, put some music on using my retro radio and lay on my bed. I stared at the ceiling hard, before making a decision in my head. "Hello. I am missing you all, very much. :( I wish you were here with me, as right now I'm not having as much fun as I thought. I thought I would smile all day every day, have no reason to be concerned. Well, I wanted to think that anyway, to put my mind off the thought of my father not being there. I wished it was like that.
Now I'm going to tell you what it is really like, in the real world. All there is to do is look up at my ceiling, eat lunch by myself, and get constantly stared at. I wish there was a way to turn back time, to see you. I could give anything to do that right now."
Love you lots like jelly tots,
Cassie xx❤️
I read over the message over again twice. I finally get the nerve to send it to my friends, Jodie, Rose and Oliver. Costing me a lot, afterwards I feel so bloomed by this. I never knew how one small message can change everything. I lay back down on my bed, phone clutched in my chest, waiting for a reply.