Chapter 8

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I have a great new friendship with Cornelia, but I stabbed her in the back for love. I honestly don't care. Tonight Justin is going to tell her they are done. He has decided to leave me out of the conversation. So after dinner she goes off to her pretend music lessons and I sit at my window and wait. After what seems like forever; I finally see her run to him. The difference this time is his arms are not open ready to grab her. I see them exchange a few words. Before she walks away Cornelia shoves Justin in his bag chest. He is very strong and it does not move him at all. I still get very angry at her for doing that. I can see from the third floor that she is crying. You can tell by the way she is touching her face. I don't feel bad for baking them up. Justin and I are in love. Cornelia will be better off with a rich guy anyways.

I wait for half an hour to pass before I go down stairs. I look around to see no one around. I guess there will be no more music lessons. I wonder what her sad excuse will be. Will it be I decided not to do it while you're here? I have learned how to play already? If she says this, I must ask her to play for me. Or will she continue to play and just spend her nights sitting in her room? I continue to look around before I creep out the door. I run to Justins are. The difference from earlier this night is, he opens his arms and catches me. He swings me around and kisses me all over my face before planting one on my lips. A long passionate kiss. You can feel the love in it. " We can now be together Justin. I watched from my window."

Justin and I laid on a blanket until three in the morning. It did not even feel like that long. The time just flew by. One last passionate kiss before I went to sleep.

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