New York- Where Dreams are Made

Chapter 25- Final Goodbye

I stood over the white and purple casket that held my best friend. Why? The thought ran though my mind. Why did you do this? I felt a hand squeeze mine. It was small and warm so it could only belong to my freckled friend Anthony. I turned and hugged his neck. He didn't hesitate. I ignored him for months and he didn't think twice about hugging me back. I cried into his green sweater. "Shhhh...I know." He must have already had a fit. He was very emotional and I felt as if he had cried so much he couldn't force himself to cry anymore. "It's my fault." I mumbled into his shoulder. He grasped my arms and pulled me away. "Don't you ever say that again Spencer I'm serious." I still felt it was me. "It is. She called me a few months ago and told me to never talk to you guys again because I ruined everything by coming to New York." He let go of my arms and rubbed the bridge of his nose. He sighed heavily. "Her dad told her not to talk to you anymore. She was so upset when you went away that her father told her to call you." I looked up at him. "Then why did she...?" My voice trailed off. "I don't know. But I'm going to find out. Go back home. Go back to school. You deserve to get away." He sighed again. "I'm not leaving." I crossed my arms. He gave me a serious look. "Charlotte Lillian Spencer you will get on that plane in two hours and go finish getting your education because you have worked your entire life for it." This is hopeless. I actually didn't want to be here anymore. Horrible memories flooded my brain so I reluctantly agreed.

I trudged into my dorm to work on all the homework I missed while I was home. Professor Williams refused to give me work so I only had Algebra and Biology to work on and an essay for Music Theory. I was so tired. The door was already unlocked so I just walked in. Katie, Mitch, Angel, David and Chris all sat on our couch. When I walked in they all bombarded me with hugs and prayers. I walked past them and smiled sitting in the couch. They all gave each other confused looks. "Charlotte hun are you ok? You're smiling. What happened." I laughed and felt the tension in the room grow. I cleared my throat and said, "That never happened. I'm starting over. New York new me am I right?" I smiled a little. "Well I'm glad you feel that way." Chris spoke up. I smiled at him and said, "I'm glad you understand." And I went to change clothes.