Take Me Away (On Hold)

Take Me Away

*PROLOGUE*

Today is a rather gloomy Saturday. The rain is pounding down on the roof of our small house. Since there isn't really anything fun to do outside today, mom and I decided we would make it a girl's day in. Dad is out of town so it is only us. At the moment, we are just sitting down on our couch in the living room cuddled up and watching chick flicks. 'The Notebook' is on right now, it is my favorite movie. Mom got me hooked on it because it is her favorite too. It has Rachel McAdams and Ryan Gosling. I absolutely love Rachel McAdams. She makes some of the most amazing movies. They all make me cry every time I watch them.

Mom comes back from the kitchen with her arms full of our junk food. There is ice cream, whip cream, chocolate syrup, popcorn, candy, lots of different kinds of chocolate. After I help her put it all on our little coffee table, I turn back to the movie. It is at the part where the older Allie remembers that the story Noah was telling her is about them. I grab the ice cream and start sobbing. My mom comes over, sits right next to me, grabs me in her arms, and just holds me. It instantly comforts me. I looked up at her and noticed that even she was tearing up over the scene. We sat there holding each other and crying until the end of the movie.

"Well my beautiful princess, I think that was the last movie in our pile." she tells me.

I hate it when she calls me princess. It makes me feel like a girly girl and I grew out of that stage when I was eight years old. She still calls me that because I don't like it. It's just to annoy me. I pushed her off of the couch and we both just laughed. I know that may seem like a bad thing considering she is my mother, but that is just how we are with each other. If I had called her Natalie she would have pushed me off the couch as well. That's her name, and she hates it when I call her that. My mom is like my best friend. Even more of a best friend, than my best friend from school, Jackie. I can tell mom anything. Our relationship means the world to me. It is more important than anything else. I have no idea what I would do without her!

"Yeah, yeah. Whatever, mom." I say to her with a grin on my face. My grin turns into a full blown smile when she fake glares at me.

When she sits back on the couch next to me, she reaches over and kisses my forehead. I smile at her and we shift back into our girl's day. She asks me how I like being thirteen years old and we stay up for hours talking. Talking about all of my friends, how I am doing in school, and about boys. Mom is the most interested in the fact that I like a boy named Ryder. I told her about how he is a shy, quiet boy and is really nice to me. She told me that a boy who is nice to me will most likely win her stamp of approval. I continued to tell her about some of the encounters I have had with him and the reasons why I like him. When we finished talking, it was around one in the morning. That night, I went to bed with a huge smile on my face. Nothing could ever bring me down as long as my mom was around. I love her so much...

And that night, I dreamt of the sweet and adorable Ryder Daniels...