"Is that all madam?" the driver said slamming the trunk shot as I nodded while my attention was on the house I was leaving behind, the house I spent my whole life from elementary to middle school to high school and now college, the house my parents threw all their unnecessarily fancy parties with their fellow colleagues, the house I would play hide and seek with Brielle, my sister, as much as love spewed out of my heart for the house I wanted to be away from it so badly.
"madam its time to go we will be late for your flight" the driver said holding out the door, as I walked hoping that someone would call for me and beg me to stay but also hoping to leave as fast as possible, turning around to say one last good bye to the house I waved at it like it would wave back at me, before proceeding into the car. And the car started and we drove out of the gates the big golden gates that millions of people wanted to pass through and would kill to get a chance to see what's on the other side of it, and here I was driving out of it, as the house began to disappear I felt tears streaming down my face, bitter tears not tears of sadness but tears of pain. As thoughts ran through my head I stared out the window admiring the streets and cafes on the side walk.
"we are here" I heard someone say as I snapped back to reality as I realized how much I zoned out
"oh um thank you" I said leaping out of the door that was being held for me as the airport attendants got out my luggage and I said my good byes to the driver, Mr Clinton, roughly 55 and has been working with my family for as long as I can remember,
"take care Mr C." I said as I waved him off until it was out of sight, I turned around letting out a heaving sigh before heading into the airport, after all the necessary checks, I was told I would have to wait 40 minutes, walked into a cute store and picked up some magazines to keep me busy and take my mind off of everything, soon enough It was time to board, sitting in my airplane sit in the first class section as I looked out the window and came to the realization that a part of me would really miss this place, the bubbly streets and the never ending events and parties, the laughter, the joy, the place where I thought I belonged. But all that was gone and I had to accept the bitter truth, placing my headphones on my head and laying back to fall asleep and get away from the world.
"....we are pleased to let you all know that we have landed in Los Angeles...." I heard as I jolted for my sleep looking out the window to see the beautiful clouds as we landed.
"Thank you" I said smiling a little as one of the attendant helped me down for the steps and I took in a deep breathe, and I felt relief, relieved that I could finally start again and not have to explain to anyone why I moved, because I knew no one and I was going to keep it that way for a long time, at least until I had healed completely, tucking my golden-brown curls behind my ears I walked over to a car that was already awaiting my arrival and already had my bags.
"Good evening!" I greeted with a smile
"Good evening madam where to?" he asked look at me through the mirror as I hurriedly checked my phone for the name of the hotel I would be staying in
"Beverly Wilshire hotel pls" I said as he nodded and we drove off, the drive felt like hours as I stared out the window seeing the streets bubbly but definitely nothing like back at home I thought to myself, soon after the car came to a stop.
"we are here madam" he said stepping out as he walked around to get the door for me
"thank you" I said getting out of the car and staring in awe at the hotel in front of me nothing I wasn't used to but the exterior décor most have taken professionals to design, it looked like the whole Hollywood in one building with the beautiful palm tree swaying from side to side, as my luggage was being shuffled into the lobby I proceeded to walk into the lobby myself.
"hello!" I said
"Good evening madam do u have a reservation" the lobbyist proceeded to ask me
"yes it's under the name Arya stone" I said as the lobbyist recognized my reservation almost immediately
"oh yes madam my apologies you room is on the top floor as you asked and your luggage will be brought up to you" she said with a smile handing my the key card
"thank you" I said smiling "also you have a beautiful smile" I said and I wasn't lying the lobbyist's beauty did catch me off guard when she looked up at me from the computer which made curious as I read her name tag, tiffany, it read such a beautiful name to match her piercing blue eyes and her silky shining blonde hair and the tiny freckles that laid upon her cheeks, she must be around my age I thought to myself.
"oh thank you" she said giggling nervously as I smiled walking away.
Opening my room door with my key card as I appreciated the beauty of the room, I sat down to reflect on what had just happened to me. I walked into the elevator as my eyes met with a familiar face
"ARYA?!" I heard the voice say sound rather bratty, looking up to meet with emerald green eyes and a bold red head
"Dionne?!" I said in shock
"long time no see" she said flipping her hair back like she always did "I see being a high school graduate is doing a little good, you look....ok?" she said stared at me up and down in disbelief
"I would love to say the same about you.....Dionne" I said rolling my eyes, Dionne and I went a bit way back we used to best friend in elementary school but when we got to high school we soon realized we were too different from each other, she concluded that I was a rich brat and she was better off without me, and I couldn't care less soon after Jonathan came along and Dionne! was head over heels for him, but he is now my best friend which makes her hate me even more
"whatever" she said rolling her eyes "what brings you to L.A, let me guess spontaneous trip?" she said obnoxiously
"actually if you must know" I said glaring at her "I'm here for college" I said
"Oh and what about Mateo, I'm guessing you two are still high school sweet hearts" she said as my heart sunk at the sound of his name, was she really not aware or was she just trying to make a fool out of me, it was most definitely the second one because Dionne was one of the biggest gossips back at home and she most have heard about Mateo and I, maybe she was just trying to pull my legs. I froze I didn't know how to even answer the question, and I unintentionally zoned out.
"hello?!" she said snapping her fingers "are u day-dreaming" she said rolling her eyes
"no I'm not" I said as the elevator came to a stop, typical example of saved by the bell. I rushed out of there faster than ever and not even turning back.
As I lay down and let out a heavy sigh, realizing that, that one question that Dionne asked me made my whole world sink, all the flashbacks of Mateo and I sneaking out to go to one party or another, or us making out aggressively in his room, and us talking late at night and just ranting everything on our mind.
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secrets
RomansaAfter high school Arya decides to go to college as far from home as possible to let go of her past and start afresh, sworn to never let anyone know about her past except Jonathan her best friend, she meets someone who seems to make her want to open...
