Be Free

Chapter 2

I never thought that I'd be going to London. I have so many plans when I get there. This will be the first time out of my small town. I should call my best friends. Oh wait, will they still remember who I am? Its been so long practically 6 years. I hardly think Andrea or Vanessa will remember me. I should at least try and see if they remember my name. I decide to call Vanessa first since I've known her the longest. After 3 long rings, someone picks up. 

"Hello? Who is this?" it's so good hearing Vanessa's voice again.

"Hi! Vanessa! It's me Avery! I went to school with you remember me? We used to be best friends!" What was I thinking she won't remember me. She's seen the world. She's been on Broadway. There's a long silent pause. Too long. 

"Oh my god!!! Avery! I thought you'd never call!!!! listen I have rehearsal right now. Can I call you back in like 2 hours?" 

"That's the thing. I'm leaving for London tomorrow morning. I know you work in New York and I have a 4 hour lay over. I was wondering if you wanted to get some coffee with my mom and I?" 

"That sounds awesome! I want to know everything that's happened to you in these long years! I can't talk for long but I'll text you the details in a bit. bye love you!" She hangs up the phone quickly. Guess she was late or something. Haha things never change with her, she's always late places. I don't think she wants to know what's happened to me in the long years. I don't think she wants to know that my dad is dead, my mom has breast cancer, I've never left the small town, and that I didn't even go to college. Back in high school, Andrea, Vanessa, and I were probably the most liked out of everyone. We were irresistible.  Things changed.  I am interrupted in my deep thoughts when my teenage-like mother walks in to my small and depressing room. 

"Baby, why haven't you started packing? I'm done and the limo will be here in a few hours. You should pack and go to sleep." 

"Mom, first of all, I have nothing to wear. Second, what would I even wear. Like I'm going to One Direction's last concert ever. How am I supposed to prepare for something like that? Besides that, I'm gonna go see modeling agents there. How am I supposed to look for something like that. I haven't modeled in years."

"Breath. Okay so maybe we should've done some shopping. Just take your necessities. Tank tops and shorts for now. Maybe, we can do some shopping in New York."

"Speaking of that, mom... Remember my friend, Vanessa?"

"That short girl with the dark hair? Yeah what about her?"

"Well she works on Broadway. She's a dancer and I just go off the phone with her and she said she wants to get some coffee with us."

"You can't be serious? You actually want to see that bitch after everything she's put you through?"

"Mom everyone was a jerk to me after dad died. I just left myself go. I didn't care about crap and you know it. I built a wall between her. Do you remember how much black eyeliner I used to wear. Do you remember that time you found those pills in my room? That was to take the pain away. She wasn't part of it. She was just trying to be like everyone else."

"That doesn't give her the right to call you all of those names. That doesn't give her the right to throw eggs at our house. That doesn't give her the right to kiss they boy you were in love with for 4 years right in front of you at graduation."

"Mom, I'm an adult now. I want to see her, even though we had our differences, she's the closest thing I have to a friend well, besides you."

"Okay, if it will make you happy. Let's pack and go to sleep." After 2 hours, I finally pick three outfits that will have to suffice until I go shopping in New York. I haven't been following the magazines lately so I have no clue what's cool to wear. Maybe, Vanessa will help me out. For now, I chose to go with my dark wash blue skinny jeans, black converse, and a old superman shirt from topshop. My next outfit was just some shorts and a crop top with an American flag on it. My last outfit, was in case I went out at night, which probably won't happen, but you never know. It was a purple skin tight dress, that ends at the beginning of my knee. It looked pretty good on me. Last time I wore it, was at my cousins graduation party last summer. I took all the bracelets I had to cover up all the scars. I took my favorite necklace that my dad gave me. It was a leather necklace with a little silver frog with a heart. My dad was in to the whole princess thing with me. He wanted to make me feel like a princess. For the shortest time, he did that. When he died, I felt like a piece of shit. One Direction was my only happiness. My mom couldn't help me either. I turn off my lights and hope to get some sleep. At around 2am, I wake up by the buzz of my phone. I got a text from Vanessa. Wow, she actually meant it.