The Symphony Of Caos

Chapter 2: The Unexpected Travel

          The next day, when we had all packed our bags, we went to the airport. When we arrived, the random noises and random conversations were unbearable. I've never liked being around strangers, especially a large group of people in one place. I don't want to leave.

          When we got on the plane, my mom went to a random seat next to one of the several guys who paid her for her "work", so my dad and I could sit next to each other. I was nervous about the flight. There were a lot of thoughts going through my mind, like how great it would be if this plane crashed, but then I realized how bad it would be for other people... What the actually fuck is happening with me?

          I pushed those thoughts aside and started thinking about my friends. I haven't spoken to them since Sunday morning, how are they? I couldn't just leave Los Angeles for Florida without leaving some kind of notice explaining everything to them, so I decided to send one last message in our group:

"Hello guys, I hope you are well. I don't know how to say this actually; but I'm moving with my family to Florida. My mom found out about Our Nights and just freaked out. I immediately said that we would be moving from LA to a place called Jacksonville the next day. I couldn't do anything, obviously. All the moments I had with you, absolutely none will be forgotten. I love you all, with all my heart. I hope the rest of your lives are amazing. Wish me luck in this new chapter of my life, please. Again, I love you all. -Ella R."

          Send. Wow, that really hurt. Did I really do that? I reread the "text" I sent. Tears started to show up. I felt guilty for leaving the group, for leaving the city without any prior notice, but what could I do? I also ended up finding this out at the last minute.

          The plane started to take off. I decided to put on some music to try to forget all of this. Lana Del Rey was my choice, obviously. I played the album Born To Die, one of his best, on random mode. This Is What Makes Us Girls began.

"And that's where the beginnin' of the end begun
Everybody knew that we had too much fun
We were skippin' school and drinkin' on the job"
[...]
"They were the only friends I ever had
We got into trouble and when stuff got bad
I got sent away, I was wavin' on the train platform
Cryin' 'cause I know I'm never comin' back"

          Never thought I would ever relate to this song that much.

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          The trip took an average of 4 hours and 40 minutes. When we arrived at the airport and got off the plane, I felt a great relief. Man, I hate people. We picked up our luggage, which took about 30 minutes and we managed to get out of the airport to a taxi. The ride from the airport to our new home was silent, deathly silent. I stared out the window at the new city. It was so strange. Weird.

          When we got home, I went straight upstairs with my bags to where my room would be and started packing my things. After that, I went straight to exploring the house.

          Inside, the walls of the house, in the main rooms, were painted in a shade of yellow with light brown wooden wall borders, the walls of the rooms were white. The floor was made of varnished wooden planks. The furniture was all of a similar style of wood and green upholstery. The kitchen was connected to the living room, separated only by a counter.The house wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. Right after I explored every atom of that house I went to explore the neighborhood.

          The street was similar to some streets in LA, which gave me a certain feeling of nostalgia. Why? The houses were completely different from each other, but they still matched well, giving a good image to the neighborhood. There were several houses with dogs, something my mother would never let me have. There was also a square and a local market nearby, which I found strange, but whatever. I realized it was getting late, so I went home.

          For the first time in years, my mother was present for dinner. We decided to have lasagna. When we were all finished eating, I went to wash the dishes and get ready for bed, because the next day I was going to my new school. I was nervous, I can't deny it, but what can I do?

          I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth and put on my pajamas. During that time, a few thoughts were running through my head. "What if something happens tomorrow?" was one of them. I was really scared to start this new part of my life, alone. If I had any of my friends with me, any of them, it would be so much easier. Why does something bad always happen to me in good times?

          When I lay down on my bed, all my thoughts were driven from my mind, I fell asleep almost immediately, I was very tired.

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