Sun filtered through the gap in my silver curtains. My hands clumsily rubbed at my tired eyes and I looked for my phone. My fingers fumbled around the purple leather of my couch until I found the rounded corner of it. I clicked the home button and an angrily bright white light blinded me for a few moments. I had to blink away the green spots before I could look at the screen again. With my vision restored I read a short message from my mother.
"I wasn't kidding Skylar. I've sent a team of professional movers to your apartment. They will be there at about 11:00. You are moving home immediately and you are staying at my house. you can have the whole 5th story to yourself. I've arranged for you to have an interview for Yale in two months. I'm off on business and won't be back for a week. See you then."
"K"
I replied back with a boiling anger. She steps into my life and ruins everything! I can't pursue a career I love, I can't live where I want, and most of all... I can't be with the one I love. She took Dan away from me. What she didn't know was that, along with me, Dan took my heart. And my spirit. I was hollow on the inside. She thought she knew everything about love. Just because my dad left before I was born, didn't mean all guys were like that. I wasn't even pregnant for God's sake! I was still a virgin too. I'm glad I still had that. That was the one thing I didn't want Dan to take with him when he left. It'd all seem like a huge one night stand to me if that happened. I would pay anything to have him back. This was going to be my first day without him. The first of the rest of my life. I was hoping I'd make it. Suddenly I heard a knock at the door.
"Hello?" My voice croaked as I opened the door.
"Are you Skylar Toppinggale?" A man with a crew of large men behind asked me politely.
"Yes." I said hoarsely.
"We were told you were notified we are here to move you out." He said with a bit of uncertainty.
"I was. Come on in." I said with a smile plastered on my face. They obliged and inspected the area.
"Ma'am, we were also told to give you these plane tickets. We have everything under control, you can go back to your home." they said nervously.
"Thanks." I said a bit sourly and went and changed into a pair of jeggings, my favorite pair of Vans, and a layered flannel shirt. I grabbed my purse, phone, and the plane tickets and started off, after thanking the movers. I hailed a taxi and hopped inside. I only lived 15 minutes from the airport so the ride wasn't unbearable. I glanced at my watch after I checked in my purse as baggage/carry on and saw that I had ten minutes before boarding time. I walked to the nearest coffee shop and bought myself a bottle of orange juice and a donut. I munched and sipped away until I heard the announcement of my plane boarding over an intercom. I jogged quickly all the way back to my gate, only to receive disapproving looks from the other passengers. I politely handed my ticket over and was lead to first class. Not bad mom, not bad. I bent over to lay my purse down and heard people walking behind me. I turned around to see a dark mess of brown hair on a tall frame. Surely it couldn't be... No. Stop is Sky. Dan is gone. He will never see you again. He will never talk to you again. He will never hold you or kiss you again. He won't tell you he loves you again. My heart became heavy as I laid down on the luxurious seat. I put on my seat belt and glanced around for a blanket. I was cold. Once I found one, I hoped my heat would stay closer to me, but a chill stayed on me. This chill wasn't from temperature though, this chill was from sadness. Tears slowly danced along my cheeks again as I realized now that this plane had taken off, it had left my dreams behind. My career as a singer, my apartment, my freedom, and my life with Dan. Suddenly a thought popped into my mind. Dan had given me something at the airport, right? I dug around in my bad until I felt a soft material. I pulled out the grey hoodie he had worn the day we met. A sob was caught in the back of my throat. I didn't notice the white envelope fall back inside of my purse.
