*Mia's Point of View*
"Maybe we shouldn't.""Woah-woah-woah-did I just hear a breakup? H*ll no. You guys are meant to be together. I remember when you guys first broke up. Neither of you were happy. I could tell." Ashlee says.
I take a deep breath and speak, "Blake I'm sorry. I just got caught up in the moment..I guess."
"Me too. It's fine. Come here." He says opening his arms, I walk into them and he hugs me. "And don't leave the airport without telling anyone ever again. You had me worried sick!"
"Okay I won't. But in my defense Ashlee knew."
"Well besides her." He says. I nod my head slowly.
"Can we forget about this?" He asks.
"Of course we can." I reply. He pecks the top of my head.
-Two Weeks Later-
"It's just I need to start applying for colleges." I tell Ashlee."Well I'm going to cosmetology school. My parents already have my tuition payed."
"I wanna be a vet tech. I wanna go to UCLA. I think I could get it?"
"Of course you can. You were valedictorian."
I shrug, log onto my MacBook and visit the UCLA website.
Now excepting applications with a 3.6 GPA or higher. Write an essay on a topic of your choice. Due by July 15th.
Submit Here"Well get writing!" Ashlee says. I nod my head, pick up a pen and a notebook and think of a topic.
I've always loved writing. All through out high school I took journalism and I loved it. Wait. That's it. Love. I should do my essay on love.
I quickly start scribbling words onto the college ruled paper, messing up and tossing the page in the trash. Then starting over.
Until finally I have something I like.
What is love? I know this question exists in each human being's mind, and at one point even in my own. If not, it is still waiting to be discovered deeply in your heart. What do I think of love? For me, I believe a priceless diamond, because a diamond has thousands of reflections. And each reflection represents a meaning of love. With love I can accept a person's imperfections without any condition. With love you can have the power against loneliness,sadness and illnesses and be able to change them into happiness. And also to have a key to open my heart. To look at this world without a mask. And show people who I really am. But on the other hand, love cannot be a substitute for anything, which means nothing can be substituted for my or your love. It also means that those reflections of the diamond can not be replaced by any kind of love or reflection, because the untrue reflection will not be a real diamond and will not be able to spread out its resplendent and meaningful reflection to people whom I care about.
But overall love is a deep word that shouldn't be thrown around. Because once you have found love, you'll see it.
"I like it. Submit it." Ashlee says. I take a deep breath and press submit. That's it. I've applied for a college thousands of miles away from my friends, family, and Blake. What. Have. I. Done.
YOU ARE READING
four words;blake gray x sequel
Jugendliteratur"I still love you" //completed story//