Raleigh,
I didn't used to think the way you do, but now I'm pretty sure I understand how you see things. I used to think you were crazy for ever wanting to leave home, our so-called perfect grove, but you're right. A veil was being held over our eyes.
Eli and I were basically dragged to Miami by some cousins we didn't know existed. Because as it turns out, there's a lot that's been hidden from us; meanwhile we were being hidden from the rest of the world. And if it weren't for Grandpa, I don't think we, or at least I, would've ever seen the world. At least not for a long time. I don't...I don't really feel like talking about it right now, Raleigh. But when we'd left, I'd only literally just discovered that something was wrong with him; Grandpa I mean, and by the time I got back, not very long ago, he was already gone. But he's the one who wanted us to see the world.
So we did. And you probably;y already know this; in fact I think you've always known this, but it is the most terrible and bitter and hateful and beautiful place. You're there now, wherever you are. I hope you're alright. Come visit me soon, Raleigh. I have so much more to say that I simply can't put into writing, so many things I can't describe through a letter.
I'm sending this to the address you last sent mom, I found it in her room. Who knows how old that was, though. Who knows where you are now. Wherever that may be, I hope this reaches you.
One last thing, though. Wherever you've been, whichever path you're on right now...find your way to Miami. Find your way to the mall, find your way to Sonic Boom. I want you to walk in there and ask the first employee you see for Lester Dawson.
Oh, yeah. I found him.
And maybe there'll be a blonde kid hanging around, too. If he's there, you'll know. Watch him pick up any instrument and feel the music. Tell him that I say...hi.
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Sonali,
I'm sorry, but I really think you're wrong about something. People do change, if they want to. Maybe their past lives inside themselves, but it's only to guide them, to remind them not to make the same mistake twice.
I'm also sorry we never got to completely fix everything; I was pulled away much too fast in the midst of it all. I'm glad you were able to share your bitter memory with me, but I think you need to let it go now. Not that I'm implying such a thing would be easy, just try to talk to him. For me. I know how you feel about him-okay, I have no idea how you truly feel, but I'm trying to understand. You should know though that if not for him, I would not be breathing. That's the truth, not in some metaphorical way. People do change, Son.
You know, I don't think you ever finished your nose-piercing story. But that's okay. It was disgusting.
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Avery,
You're probably wondering what happened to me. Okay, to be honest, you of all people would be of the first to know how I was pulled back home. Where I supposedly belong. You'd start arguing with me right now about belonging if I'd said that to your face. But it really doesn't matter anymore, here I am in the orchard.
Anyways, I just want one favor from you. Let everyone forget about the Rejects. If anyone can do it it's you, you know, and I don't like the idea of Sonali and Holly continuously being unaccepted. Sometimes I can see that you truly want to defend them. But you don't. I thought you didn't care what other people thought.
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FanfictionAlly Dawson hasn't left her family's hidden orchard in eleven years. But now, she's being forced to live with her cousins, in Miami. She's learning to fit in civilization, go to school, be a normal girl for once. And she hates it. Never before has s...