Wild Child

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"Boarding school papers," she says as she starts up the car. The walk back was silent and I had no idea what to say to comfort her.

"They have been threatening to do it for a while. It's a year long enrollment school so I could start tomorrow or I could start months from now. They're going to sign me off" she says miserably.

"Iz... I'm so sorry," I think for a moment, "what school is it?"

"It doesn't have a name. It's just an all girls military training facility. My parents are sending me there because they don't want me. They decided a log time ago if I was gay they'd send me away and then I can be surrounded by girls. It's going to be hell though."

"Well, what if I go too?" I say as we pull up to my grandfathers. She sighs and says "if you really could I would be happy. But you have a dream, don't waste that Arianna. I guess this is probably goodbye. Knowing my mom I'm leaving tomorrow and she won't tell me so I can't say goodbye."

"I will see you again. Until then," I break off and pull her into a long passionate kiss. When we pull away we look into each others eyes longingly.

"Be safe, okay? I will come back for you. I'll see you again right here when I can get away" She says to me quietly. I nod getting out of the car.

"I will be waiting for you," I say barely above a whisper.

When I reach the doorstep I look over my shoulder and wave sadly as she pulls the car out of the driveway and back down the road. I watch as she drives away towards the horizon. The clouds that were forming earlier are thicker here and rain starts to fall breaking into the silence with splashes of raindrops hitting the sidewalk.

"Goodbye," I whisper as the car turns out of my vision. I sigh collecting myself and open the door to the house.

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3 weeks later...

"Absolutely not," my grandfather says when I ask if I could go to boarding school.

"You don't want me here. It's so obvious. Why can't you just send me away and never have to deal with me again?" I snarl. I run my hands through my new hair.

When I found out Isabelle was gone I decided to change some things. I didn't care what anyone thought of me anymore. It didn't matter to me. All I wanted was to see Isabelle.

"Young lady you will not speak to me like that. I said no and that is all. Don't test me girl," he says harshly.

I roll my eyes not caring and silently walk past him out of the house. Over my shoulder I yell, "I'm going to Jane's. Don't expect me back for a while." I walk out and start the walk to my friends house silently. I use the walk to think about the past few weeks.

When I found out Isabelle has already transferred I nearly broke down, but instead I sucked it up and started hanging out with the 'stoners' as the rest of the school calls them. I decided to dye my hair red. I started smoking cigarettes whenever I was with Jane. I guess I just decided if Isabelle is really gone for good I don't care anymore. I wouldn't mind seeing the world burn. After all, my world is already dead.

I arrive at Jane's house and knock loudly. She comes to the door quickly. When she opens it I grin seeing her. She stands in the doorway with a cigarette in her mouth. Her blonde hair has purple streaks running through it. She is wearing a black tank top with short shorts on.

Leaning against the doorframe she says, "you're late Ari." I look at my phone to see the time and I shrug.

"Arguing with grandad. That and I don't have a car. I would never be late if I had a car," I say not really caring much. She lets me in and I jump around the back of her couch to lay on it. She hands me a cigarette and I hold it up while she lights it. I take a long drag on it staring at her.

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