Destined to be?

Chapter 24

Sarah

"I can not believe that prom is only three days away!"
Amara stated excitedly while I wished that I could share in her enthusiasm.
Not really sure if i want the time to be longer until then or if i just want to speed things up until the dance is over.
I had been planning on breaking things off with Brayden for a while now.
Knowing that telling him I no longer wanted to be together will hurt him but I also can't ignore the fact that I just don't like him in that way.
High School is about to be over.
Not many relationships make it past that. Then with college next year we might have lasted through the summer but I just don't think that I could make it that long.
All i was doing was pushing up the inevitable break up that we were going to have anyways.
Besides, he will find someone way more suited to him when he gets into college. Maybe someone that's interested in the same studies that he told me he was going into.
Picturing him holding hands with a faceless girl, laughing and so full of life as she cuddles into the crook of his shoulder.
Yeah.
That's what he needs.
Not someone like me, with all the problems that I have.
Problems that were only going to become more apparent when I graduate.
"Hey you ok?" My best friend asks, concern lining the edges of her eyes.
"Yeah. I'm just thinking about all that I have to do before the dance. You know, shower, get my hair done, do my makeup, then put on the dress."
"Right dont even get me started on all the things on my list that i have to do before the dance. It's going to be so much fun!" Squealing a little, getting a look from Mis. Furlough, our English teacher.
We were supposed to be doing a group writing paper on the differences between the writing of the Frankenstein book versus the writing of the movie script.
Both of which we read and watched in class.
Though no one in here was actually paying attention to the assignment. Everyone was too amped up for the upcoming prom. Talking about who will be prom king and queen, who's going to have the best dress, what kind of food they are going to have. Already fully prepared to stay away from the punch after overhearing a group of guys saying that they were going to sneak in some stuff to give it some extra kick.
That was one thing that I did not need, was to get drunk. Or anywhere near that. Not knowing what I would say or to whom.
Or whom i would call what.
Thinking that in that stage of mind I could very well call Brayden, Eli. Though I feel that even then I would be able to tell that they are vastly different. Most likely I would end up in a place where I would end up texting Eli something cheesy. Like wishing that he was there with me. Or to come dance with me, or something like that.
Closing my eyes imagining you and me on the dance floor right in the middle though the room was completely empty so that there would be no one to ask questions.
Twirling me around, holding me impossibly close but not nearly close enough.
"Are you thinking about dancing with Brayden?" Hearing the chuckling question in her tone.
Snapping out of the fantasy, my cheeks instantly going hot, not saying anything at all.
Letting my best friend think that she was right as she nudges me in the shoulder.
"He is going to be speechless when he sees you in your dress."
"So is Luke when he sees you in yours." Cocking a brow at her only getting a mild shrug in return.
"Of course he will, so will all the rest of the guys that asked me out as they wish that I would have said yes to them."
"So what was different about Luke? Why did he get the honor of being your date?"
"He's nice."
"Nice. That's it? That's all you're going to give me?
She shrugs again. "Well he's a jock but he's not as stuck up as most of them are. Besides, he plays basketball, so he's tall and good with his hands."
Shaking my head as I roll my eyes at my best friend. "What else?" Asking, still mostly stuck on the fact that she had so quickly picked a date after our day of shopping.
"That's really it. I don't really know him much more than that. He's supposed to be taking me out to dinner tonight so that we can talk more about it but that's really it."
"No way! You're going on a date and you barely just tell me now. Totally not fair. You have to tell me everything. Where are y'all going, is he picking you up, do you think that you two might actually become a thing."
"Whoa there." Placing her hands over my mouth to try and shut me up. "Was I this annoying when you started going out with Brayden?"
Nodding my head in answer as I wrap my hands around her wrists pulling them away from my mouth. This is so exciting. You have a date to prom and you're going on an actual date."
"Not a real date." She's quick to surmise. "We are just getting together to go over the details for prom."
"Ok so is he picking you up?"
Her look away gave me all the answer I needed as I went in for the biggest side hug ever, ignoring another look from the teacher as rocked both of our bodies with actual excitement.
My best friend was finally going to go on a date with someone.
How can i not be excited for her.
Plenty of people have asked her out in the past, some of them even multiple times and she never said yes to any of them.
Maybe she's finally ready to give someone a chance and let them into her life.
Or more likely she's just going to the dance with him and will drop him after.
Still though, there is a chance that she might actually find out that she likes this guy and they start dating. Of course that might not last long since school is about to be over but still.
They can have an epic short relationship.
Then we can both talk about how we both had something with someone in our last year of highschool.
That was also something to think about.
There was a possibility that next year I wouldn't be going to the same school as my best friend.
We haven't really talked about it but this most likely is our last year together where we have classes together.
Considering that she's talking about majoring in criminal justice and if i keep on going on the path that i am right now i would be going to an arts college. If I even went at all.
So much is going to change after I graduate.
Changes that I can't stop from happening.
Something that you said a long time ago came back to me.
'You were going to leave your parents someday it was just a little sooner than you expected.'
If I choose to go to college then I would be leaving them.
It's not like I would cut off contact. I would still be texting and calling them everyday.
Same for Amara, I would be FaceTiming all of them, but the reality of it was that I wouldn't be spending as much time with any of them anymore.
Everyone would have their own lives.
Their own lives.
I think again.
That was a thought.
If I go to college then I will have my own life.
Away from all of them.
I could say that I met you in college, that we hit it off.
Thinking about how I could even just have some time alone with you first before even having to think about introducing you to anyone.
That could work.
It was definitely the most logical plan.
I could even sign up for early enrollment depending on which school I choose. Then we wouldn't have to wait so long to…..
Am I really considering this?
Yes. Yes I am.
If that was my plan then I would have plenty of time to actually get to know you. To figure out my feelings and if I actually wanted you in my life.
The only thing is I would just have to push your plan off a bit. Figure out where I'm going to school and then talk you into moving.
Would you move?
Move away from the house that's yours, ours? Just to be with me?
Of course you would.
Wouldn't you?
See that's just the thing. I barely know you and yet I'm trying to plan my life in a way where you could actually be a part of it.
This is crazy.
A stupid plan.
Stupid, stupid, stupid, plan.
Suppressing the tiny wooden flame that seemed to be trying to grow into a bonfire the more I thought the plan through. Realizing that the plan could actually work. That I could have a chance to be with you without bringing any harm to anyone else.
Just more lies.
But I am already so good at those.
What's a little more on top of that?