Is This Love? (On hold)

Making Plans

I finish explaining the whole "father gets mad and bans me from seeing the boy I'm in love with" story to Simron and Jackson, expecting them to start throwing out ideas to help me out with my problems. But what they do is so much better.

"Just break up with Jackson, then. Simple, problem fixed," Simron says in a way that sounds really convincing.

"I'm sitting right here, you know?"

"Look, guys, I need someone to actually help me. I'm seventeen, turning eighteen in three months. Can't I just drive away?" I ask.

"Um... yeah. Legally, you will be an adult and your dad can't do anything to stop you. But you can't leave. What about school? I can't live without you."

That killed me. I can't live without Jackson. He's my only constant in life. The catalyst to my experiment. "Aw, baby, I can't live without you either. And yeah, if we want to get into Stanford, then we can't leave."

Yeah, we both qualified for Stanford but hadn't gotten accepted yet. Fortunately, Jackson and I both wanted to go to the same school and lived pretty close to Stanford. I wasn't ready to give that up. I would have to be inconsiderate and dumb for that to happen.

"I don't know," Simron looked at me apologetically. "Can't you just go and stay with Jackson?"

I choose not to dignify her with a response. Instead, I just turn to face Jackson and raise my eyebrows. "Well," he starts, "That would be amazing, except for the fact that your dad might try to actually kill me if he found out."

"I'll just let him know that I have a school field trip; it's not like he knows what school I go to, much less what I do there."

"So, it's settled then?" Simron asks with a slight smile on her face.

"Why do you seem so happy?" I question inquisitively.

"No reason! I just love the both of you together so much that it physically hurts me!"

I giggle and squeeze Jackson's knee. This is going to be great. I will be able to live with my boyfriend and not have to worry about my father. And I can still go to school and get into Stanford.

Now all I have to do is go get groceries and figure out what to make for dinner.