On the road with Ryder Crawford (Haylor Fanfic)

LXI - Distance and Timing

Just like that Ryder's back to New York for his shows and I'm here in Arizona wishing he'd come back, laugh with my mom, Abigail and I some more or maybe teach Lux how to pronounce his name correctly.

Suddenly the memory of when we were joking about not always getting everything we want but then he suddenly turned serious and said especially not him came back to my mind. Maybe this was what he was thinking back then.

I sat up from my pathetic bed slump doing nothing but drown myself in thoughts, then grabbed my phone and quickly typed a message.

What are you up to today?

I sent it and probably just a minute later I received a reply.

- Good morning beautiful. Not much, some show later. You?

A smile crept up to my face, it's probably 10AM there he should still be asleep by now but after we've been separated at the lake he called me immediately and told me to keep our communication the moment I wake, and he seems to keep his word.

I have this talk with the senior class from my high school.

- Look at you, big shot. What time is that don't be late!

What do I even say? I won't! Andrew's picking me up in 2 hours.

- Don't think about it too much. You inspired me more ways than one just by being you. wait - Andrew??

He's talking too and since I STILL can't drive, I'm hitching a ride.

- Oh. We'll have to fix that.

Yeah I think so too. Hey, I'll go prepare some speech now. Take care ok?

- Okay you too, tell me how it went. I miss you.

I shuffle down the stairs and fixed myself a bowl of cereal, my mom's finishing her turn overs at work before she could stop going to work and for us to start location shopping for her restaurant.

Maybe I should put that in my speech? I'm trying to remember the speakers from my batch they were the from the batch ahead us one year both of them attended Ivy league schools Harvard and Princeton.

I remember listening to them but immediately thought that I'll never reach them, I know they were there to inspire us but I felt smaller about myself after hearing them talk.

Then I envisioned myself sitting there and remembering what I felt listening, I grabbed a pen and started scribbling on my notepad.

After I finished my speech, I hurriedly ran upstairs and began preparing. I put on a lacy dress and tied my hair in a simple up do, swiped in my favorite red lipstick then tear the page I wrote my speech in off of the notepad.

I see Andrew's car waiting as I go out and he opens the door from inside just before I reach the door. I slid myself in and put on my seat belt, peered up to him and smiled.

"Thanks for picking me up" I said.

He looks at me and pulls a sideways smile showing a few of his perfect teeth.

"Like you had to ask me Sil?" He replied and let out a laugh and I did the same.

"So we're really going to be the speakers from our batch? Isabelle is in Yale you know." I said speaking my mind.

He laughs again and looks at me "I guess they want to change it up this time around, God knows not half of the graduating class listens to those Ivy league entitled speakers anyway." He scoffs.