It's funny how you watch a movie and it makes you think about your own life. Things happen in that movie you wish would happen in reality. You get all sentimental for two hours and you begin appreciating life. And no more than two hours later you're back to your old ways. That's life. Funny. But I think, who you become in those two hours after that movie, is who you really are. And who you become on a daily basis, is what you have no actual control over, it's just one of those things. If only my life was a movie. If all our lives were movies. There'd be an explanation for everything and anything. Like why the people you love the most have to leave. But that's just not how the world goes.
Before I knew it, the bus stopped in front of my school and I snapped back to reality. I came off the bus through the back door and saw a pink umbrella crossing the road with me. I looked at the person holding it. I knew that umbrella anywhere. I cleared my throat a little.
"Dahlia" I jogged a little to catch up to her.
She looked around and spotted me.
"Hey!" she ran to hug me, dropping the umbrella. I hugged her back. She was always this enthusiastic with anyone she knew. You didn't even have to be her close friend or anything. Which I wasn't. We were only classmates - nothing more, nothing less.
"You're early?" I asked. How ironic that she chose the last week of school to start coming early.
"Yeah" She smiled, tucked her hair behind her ear and shrugged her shoulders in that way she always did.
"I have to come early for graduation practice because I'm just so excited to leave!" she did a little jump.
"Who isn't" I said sarcastically. "What are your plans for September?"
"Well I'm going off to college in New York."
That was typical.
"Well that's great, and this summer?" I kicked a pebble in front of me and watched it skid across the street.
"Well I'm going straight there to get acquainted with everything you know."
I nodded my head. It seems like I'm the only one staying in this small town. By now we were inside school.
"So what are YOUR plans for summer and September?" She asked.
"Oh I'm staying here"
"Oh for summer?" she nodded. "I'd stay too but my parents insist I go. I'm gonna miss this old place" she sighed.
"No..I'm gonna go to a college a couple miles from here so I'm gonna go live with my aunt until I'm done. Then, after that, well I don't really know, I'm just going with the flow I guess"
I watched Dahlia's face go from confused to pitiful to comical then she composed it.
"Oh okay" she said slowly. "Well that's." she searched for the word "something"
I laughed. I just didn't make a big fuss like everyone else about going to some fancy college overseas. I loved this place. I could see her getting unsure of what to do next so I decided to end the awkward.
"Okay so I'm gonna go find Amar" I looked towards the cafeteria.
I walked to the cafeteria, liking how the mud felt under my sneakers. I entered and stood for a few seconds staring at the chair arrangements. Only a few students were already in there. I couldn't believe in a few short days it was all going to be over.
Wow.
I felt a hand on my shoulder."Trust me I cannot believe it either" I turned and came face to face with Amar.
I sighed. Then there was Amar- going all the way to New York, without me. The one solid friend I had.
"Mike check one" Miss Palmer tested the mikes. Students started coming in, I checked the time again; 6:58. I heard more shuffling feet and more students piled in.
"Hey there's Jacob" Amar nudged me with her elbow.
"Where?" I looked around. She pointed to the front where a redhead was taking a seat.
"Oh, Jacob!" I shouted. He looked around. I waved my hands. "JACOB" Amar put her hands up too. He saw us and stood up, smiling as he came over to us.
"Hey kiddos! Early I see." He ruffled our heads.
"You are" Amar said, "What flew up your ass this morning?"
"Hey, I wanted to make a change" he joked.
"And you chose the last day?" I pulled the an empty aeat closer to us for him to sit in.
"Dont judge, its never too late to start" he mocked.
"Hey has anyone seen Gabe?" I looked around the cafeteria.
"Well he texted me this morning waking me up so I guess he'll be here" Amar said.
"Please settle down, it's time to begin" Miss Palmers' voice echoed through the mike.
...
It was lunch and Amar was rambling on about some crazy guy she saw on the road yesterday. I watched Dahlia twirling her hair at the front of the cafeteria. She really was a sight for sore eyes. I was 99.9% sure she was talking about some guy that was "checking her out".
"You want anything Lylah?" Amar waved her hand in front of me.
"Huh?"
"Lunch.. want anything?"
"Oh" I dug in my bag and took out some coins. "Just a bottle of water and a.. whatever they got, you decide."
Amar took the money and walked off.
"So Lylah" I turned around to Nate and Gabriel.
"Yeah, what's up?" I asked them.
I saw the same pitiful face they always gave when they were about to ask about my summer plans. They were both going to Venice for the summer.
"I said I'm good!" I laughed. "You guys don't have to feel sorry for me, I'll be fine!"
Amar walked back with a bunch of food items in her hand giving them to us. Doritos.
"So, what are you gonna do first?" Amar asked me, catching a peice of the conversation.
I chewed on a dorito thinking. "Well, um, I'll just take a walk first I guess."
They all looked at me.
"What? There's nothing wrong with a walk!"
Amar scoffed.
"Well no, but if it's the first thing you could come up with then you're sadder than we ever thought."
I drank some water and cleared my throat.
"Look guys," I looked at the three of them "I'm gonna be fine. I love it here and I'm perfectly fine with spending the summer here. Drop it."
"If you say so" Amar said.
The looks on their faces told me they weren't buying it. Ms. Palmer came to the mike.
"All students please take your seats, we're now resuming."
Even I groaned inwardly. We had had to go over the song a million times already. I know I'm gonna hear it in my ears tonight in bed.
"From the top" Ms.Palmer said.
We began, "Some dreams, live on in time forever"
YOU ARE READING
Irish Year Of Love
Romance"Life is like ten seconds going in slow motion. How you choose to spend those ten seconds is up to you. You can either suffocate pretending to be someone else, or you can make the best of it, being completely yourself."- Christina