TRITTANY: Finally Noticed

Half The World Away

TREVOR

It took a while of driving around for me to clear my head, and even still things were kind of hazy. I was still in disbelief, driving in silence, not even turning on the radio as I did. I couldn't decide how I felt. I didn't really know how to feel. Ever since the wrap party, I had been swearing to myself that Victoria was out of her mind. That she was just...overly fond...of the idea of Brittany and I together. That she perhaps got a little frustrated and exaggerated the truth. Except that if that was the case, the things Victoria had said to me would've been easy to shrug off. But I couldn't get the thought out of my head that maybe she was right. Maybe there was more than one person who believed Brittany and I were somehow supposed to be together. It hadn't been easy to push away. But I had managed. Up until now.

Hearing my mom speak those words, hearing how similar they were to the words Vic had spoken - it had completely freaked me out. To a point where I had just gotten up and left. I didn't know where I was going or how long I could keep running from this, but I was trying. Maybe it was almost starting to work too. Almost. Maybe I was just starting to get her out of my mind. Just. Then she had to text me.

I stopped at a stop sign and picked up my phone, hoping to read the message. Then I remembered that I had changed the setting on my phone which allowed me to read the message from the lock screen. Before I could unlock my phone, the traffic started moving again and I was back to rolling down the Main Street. I changed gear, sighing to myself as I drove.

It wasn't warm outside, or inside the car for that matter, but I was sweating. I didn't know why. Whilst I had no idea what Brittany was texting me for, it was hardly going to be anything huge. What was I so nervous about? What was I expecting the text message to be about? It was like I had forgotten that Brittany couldn't hear what was going on in my head. She didn't know about anything which Victoria had been telling me.

I just needed to relax. So I turned around and began the drive back home again. In order to distract myself from Brittany and whatever it was she had texted me, I began to think of what I was going to tell my brother and my mom about where I got to the last twenty minutes. Something told me that saying I was eavesdropping on my mom's conversation and overheard something about Brittany Raymond which freaked me out may have invited a lot of questions. However thinking of my cover story didn't take as long as I had hoped and before I knew it I was thinking about Brittany again. I was about ready to scream into a pillow at this point.

I parked my car back in my parents driveway and hopped out. I locked it behind me, twirling the keys around my finger as I did. In my other hand I held my cellphone, the message alert still displaying on the screen. I was debating whether or not to open it. At first I thought that reading something which Brittany had written to me specifically would make me go insane. But after figuring that she was in my head enough already and that I actually wanted to know what she said, I decided to open it.

As I opened the door to the house and went inside, I typed in my passcode and went onto my messages. I didn't notice that my hands were sweating a little until I was looking at the words which Britt had written.

Hey Trev,
just had my first day at the studio and it was insane ✌️️ Thanks for convincing me to do this. Speak soon.
- B

I was relieved that there was no mention of anything out of the ordinary. Initially that was. Then I actually read the message. As in read what it really meant and for some reason I felt disappointed. Don't get me wrong, I was glad that Brittany was okay. I was glad that she was enjoying Australia. However, there was a small part of me which was kind of bothered by the fact that Australia was the thing which made her happy. Bothered by the fact that she was moving on from Canada. Moving on from The Next Step. Moving on from our group. Moving on from me.