Something Worth Fighting For

Chapter Twenty Eight: Chasing Pavement

Chapter Twenty Eight: Chasing Pavement

Natalia had a hard time forgetting Western. Try as she might, nothing was helping. She would go to school only to hear who had gotten in to what university.

Both Clara and Dawn were going to Seneca College, they had gotten in to some fashion and design program. Taylor had deicided to go to York for computer engineering, while Andre and Steven were both going to the University of Waterloo, they had both gotten in to the mathematics program. Even her cousin Matthew had called to tell her he would be going to York in the fall for chemistry.

Only Natalia was left with no where to go. It felt horrible waiting for the replies of the remaining universities. Rejection was something Natalia had never been able to swallow. She couldn't help but feel disheartened. After all the work she had put in, she was still stuck in limbo.

Natalia packed her things slowly, she didn't have much work today.

Natalia walked out of the school, heading straight for Dallas's car.

“Hey, Lia!” Dallas greeted her cheerily. “Hello.” She tried to hide her misery from him. She didn't need him worrying over her, she felt horrible making him upset over her.

“How was school?” Dallas asked pulling out of the school parking lot. “Fine.” She told him.

Natalia stared out of the window. They weren't going the usual way home.

“Where are we going?” Natalia asked. “You'll see.” He told her mysteriously.

“Dallas, tell me.” She said to him. “I told you, you'll see when we get there.” Dallas told her with a grin.

“It'll get you out of that sullen mood you've been in.” He told her, glancing at her.

“Okay...” She muttered. Sometimes she hated him knowing everything she was feeling.

“So how was your day?” Natalia asked, changing the subject.

“I didn't have practice today. We have a break for a week or so. I spent the morning reading.” He told her.

“What did you read?” Natalia asked. No wonder he had had the time to think of something for her to do.

“I was reading on tornadoes.” He told her, he sounded sheepish.

“Really? What did you find out?” She was interested. Dallas looked at her, smiling.

“Edmonton had one of the worst tornadoes in Canada.” He told her as a matter of factly. “I'll show you the picture when we get home. It was huge... I'm not any good at explaining things.” He told her.

-----

It had become quiet in the car. Dallas decided to turn on the radio. He flipped through the stations once the car had stopped at the stop light.

He finally found one and concetrated on the road again.

Natalia was still sulking. Dallas had thought maybe she wouldn't let it get her down. He knew how much she had wanted to go to Western, and as many times as he had told her it wouldn't matter which school she went to, it was like she closed her ears and mind to him.

It was hard trying to get her to forget. She wasn't very good at hiding her feelings. As much as she tried to act nonchalant she was still brooding over being rejected.

Dallas listened to the song that was playing. He wouldn't have admitted he knew the words, but it was only Natalia sitting with him. It was Jesse McCartney on the radio.