I Hate That I Love You

Chapter 3

~Recap~ 

"Hello?"

"Hi, Jeff. This is Holland Roden. I was wondering if you could get me an earlier flight?"

~Holland's Point of View~

"Yes of course! How soon can you be ready to fly out? We can have a movers come in and put your stuff on a truck tomorrow if you'd like?" I thought about it. I just had to pack my clothes and maybe a couple of pictures. 

"That should be fine."

"We can book your flight for tomorrow as well. Is that alright?"

"Yes, of course. Thank you so much, Jeff!"

"You're welcome, Holland. Now a few of your costars are already here. I will have one of them pick you up at the airport." 

"Okay. See you tomorrow! Bye bye!"

"Bye bye." I hang up the phone and take a deep breath. I grab my keys and rush out the door. There is so much to do. I drive to the nearest UPS and buy a bunch of boxes to put my stuff in. I hurry home and collect all of my things and pack them up. I put things like toiletries and a few outfits in a carry on so that I will have something to change into when I get there. I can't show up with nothing can I? 

~2 Hours Later~

I finish getting packed and sit down on the bed. I was thinking that it would be hard to part with my home, but Ian has made it easy for me to leave. Maybe I should be thankful for the way things ended with him. Sure, I loved him and we were together for a long time... but those high school relationships never actually last and both of us knew it. I can see that he has already moved on, so I should too. 

I get an email from Jeff with my flight itinerary on it. My flight leaves tomorrow at noon, and the movers will arrive at 10 am. Cool. 

~The Next Morning~

Ian never came home last night. He is probably with his new girlfriend. Good for him. It is 8 am and I just got out of the shower. I want to make a good first impression on whoever is meeting me at the airport. I lightly curl my hair, and put on a little bit of makeup. I throw on black jeans, a light top, and a light flannel. As I am finishing putting on my light brown boots, there is a knock at the door. The movers walk in and start taking away the boxes. I was surprised when they had it done in only 30 minutes. They tell me they have already been paid and they leave. I grab my purse and my carry on and walk out the door to go to the airport. I park at the airport and realize that I don't know what I am going to do with my car. I call Jeff. He says not to worry about it, so I don't. Knowing that everything is probably already taken care of, I relax as I head through security and to my gate. My ticket is in first class. Sweet. 

~2 1/2 Hours Later~

My plane just landed, and I am super nervous. As soon as they open the doors, I grab my bag and rush out. I practically run to the bathroom to check my makeup and hair. I need to look good! When I decide that I look okay, I casually walk towards the front of the airport. I see a sign with my name on it, and go towards the girl. She is absolutely gorgeous! She smiles really big when I walk up to her and I can tell we are going to be best friends. 

"Hi, I'm Crystal. You must be Holland," she says with a big smile. 

"That's me!" I say with a laugh, "Nice to meet you, Crystal." We start to shake hands but Crystal pulls me in for a hug. 

"Oh my gosh, we are going to have so much fun! Did Jeff tell you that I am your room mate?" I look at her and smile really big.

"No, he just said that I had one," I laugh. I'm happy so far. She's right. We will have fun. "So are any other members of the cast here yet?" She nods her head.