And I did. I embraced my life.
I passed the semester with straight A's, and now, after new year, I'm on my way home.
I've completely avoided Delaney and Ariella.
I've ignored their calls, but they've spoken to Shaun, and he's spoken to Mom.
I sold that Volkswagon and got a BMW M4.
It's a sedan, but I worship it. It's eight cylinders.
It has heated seats and cooled seats everything. It didn't come with navigation or Bluetooth but I had it installed. It's royal blue, too, and the interior is leather.
It's rated five stars.
I'm very happy now.
The campus is covered in snow, but classes restart tomorrow, so people are all over.
I lost a lot of weight in my funk, and I gained it all back, and mom had hired me a trainer, and now I'm muscular.
I'm back to me.
I'm not hiding anymore, I'm just dressed casual.
I'm wearing a thick white long sleeve shirt, a heavy coat with buttons in the middle and fur in the hood.
It's 2, 210 dollars.
My shoes are just simple boots.
My contacts aren't in today, and my eyeglasses are on.
I park the car.
I'm not a spoiled rich bitch.
I'm still me, but I've just embraced the status.
I walk up the stairs to my apartment.
It's unlocked, so I just let myself in, and I step into my house for the first time in two and a half months.
I shed my coat and hang it up, shutting the door with my foot.
Slowly, I peek around the corner into the living room, my brown hair is long now, to my waist, and it falls, it's natural waves billowing over my shoulder to hand down as I peek around the corner.
Delaney looks up, and her eyes widen.
"Car?" she asks quietly.
Slowly, I step the ret of the way into the room.
Ari looks up, her eyes full of shock.
"Oh my god." Delaney says. "Look at you. Shit, you look good!" she pulls me into a tight hug, a giant grin on her face.
I hug her back.
Ari looks emotional, but she hugs me, too.
"I'm so happy that you're okay." She whispers.
"Oh, I'm great."
"We have so much to catch up on. Let's go to coffee. We'll drive to the other side of the campus to starbucks."
Tyler
My mind once again wanders to the thought of Carmen.
I wonder how she's doing.
I know she hates me, because I did break into her house and take her spare key.
I just took it to make a copy of it, and now I have a copy of her key, but the key is of a daisy, because she reminds me of sunshine and daisy's remind me of the sun.
I want to see her in the flesh, to make sure she's okay.
I'm very annoyed with myself.
I want her out of my head.
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Serendipity
Novela JuvenilWhen you find something, you have to keep it, even if you don't want it. Whether it's a twenty dollar bill left in the pocket of your favorite jeans, or an unopened fortune cookie. Carmen never thought that way. Until she met Tyler. There was serend...