A Thousand Wishes.

Chapter 21: Epilogue

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"Yeah. I'm sad we are leaving today. It's been a great experience." I said into the phone. "Karle, I don't want to leave!"

"Same, girl. We've grown so used to this place. It's sad to see it go." She sighed. "Have you finished packing yet?"

"Not even halfway there," I said taking a break from packing my whole closet.

Bouncing onto the bed, I let out a groan. "Danae said I could keep as many clothes that can fit in my suitcase I brought with me plus the five-pack set she bought me for graduating."

"Wow! She must want you to take the clothes." She laughed at the receiver. "Imagine what all the boys are going to say when we get home."

"I don't care about those boys anymore. I just want to stay over here with Brandon. I mean we finally have a steady relationship and I have to leave." I grumble.

"Hey, it's okay. Just do one of those long-distance relationship thingy's." She bubbled into the mic.

"Those don't turn out well. I will just have to get over it. I mean what did I expect? Him to invite me to stay forever?" I steam.

Crossing the room to my closet I go and grab all the jeans I can see and roll them tightly up and stuffed them in a suitcase. Putting the phone on speaker I sat it on the dresser so I could continue packing.

"When does the flight leave? When do we have to be at the airport?" Karle wailed into the phone, clearly in a crappy mood as well.

"The flight leaves at seven tonight. We have to be there at six and it's one right now." I inform her.

"Thanks. I should go. Riley's parents are throwing together some sort of early dinner for me before I leave. Au Revoir! A Plus Tard!" She spoke fluently.

Laughing I shake my head even though she can't see me, "Au Revoir mon ami! vous voir à l'aéroport."

"Hé bien terminé! Votre obtention mieux en mieux à français!" Karle spoke, I'm lucky I even understood her.

"Je sais bien!" I respond happy I learned French from Brandon. "Eh bien, he devrais te laisser partir. J'ai besoin de terminer mes bagages."

"Moi Aussi. Adieu!" Karle yelled before clicking off.

Oh mon Dieu, quelle longue nuit. Je déteste faire mes valises! I huff as I walk back to my closet.

There was a light tapping at my door so I left my closet with the clothes I had and yelled, "Venir dans!"

Looking up at the person who walked in I gave a goofy smile.

"On dirait que quelqu'un a été occupé à pratiquer son français!" Brandon smiled.

"Yup! I seriously almost had a whole conversation with Karle just now in French!" I smile clapping my hands together.

"Good for you!" He smiled and came and sat at my desk. "Faire toi pense toi sera utilisation français quand toi obtenez arrière à Brooklyn?"

"Oui!" I smile gleefully. "So what's up?"

"Just checking in on you. See how you're doing with all your packing." He said while grabbing my lonely pillow and hugging it to his chest.

Looking at him, I gave a cheeky smile. "I need to pack either help or get out!"

He chuckles but he gets up anyway. Making his way into my closet I turn to my phone. Searching through my songs I find Adele's 25 album and put it on repeat.