7 years later...
Natalie's POV :
" How are you feeling?" my mom asked. " Good, happy to be back" I lied. My heart is pounding, my head is aching. I mean, I'm glad that we are back in LA after 7 years but I grew up more in New York than I do here.
" We are going to discuss about your school after we finish packing and all" mom told. I looked at her with confusion " What?"
" School. You are going to school of course. What did you expect? That I would let you waste your time doing nothing at home?" Here we go again.
" I expected nothing mother" I mumbled as I began to flip through today's newspaper. I have no energy to argue with her, my head is aching than it already is.
As expected LA, hot as ever. I wore my sunglasses and followed my parents way. Until, I bumped into a blond guy.
"Oh sorry" I apologised. " Naddy?"
Naddy? It's been long since anybody ever called me that. I turned my head slowly to face the mysterious guy that I accidently bumped into.
" Dylan? Dylan Carter?" I said. I was already smiling with joy, he still remembers me after all this years. " my god! It is you! How have you been?" He asked as he pulled me in for a hug. He grew hot and skinny. Puberty hits him good!
" I'm good, I'm good!" As I smile widely. " Are you back here for good?" He asked. " Yeah, I am. My parent's work in New York are finally done and they decided to come back to LA" I explained to him.
" I see, you look great by the way. I thought you would never grow!" He chuckled. I was the smallest among 5 of our closest friends. The youngest too. When we were kids, Dylan would tease me saying that I would never grow tall.
" Eventually, I did and thank you. I look not so bad yourself " I giggled " Can I have you phone number?" He asked. " oh of course, give me your phone" he hands me over his phone and I wrote my number down. " here you go" I said as I return his phone back.
My phone began to vibrate in my pocket and I took it out. I switched it on and it's an unknown number. " Got it?" He asked. " Yeah, got it" I told as I began to save his number.
" Natalie, the taxi is waiting" Called my dad as he waits for my arrival. " Just a second" i reply with a little shout so he could hear me clearly.
I turned my head towards Dylan " I got to go now, it's nice meeting you." I told him. " Nice meeting you too, I'll call you", " I'll answer" I replied with a slight smirk.
I made my way towards the taxi where my parents were waiting for me outside. " Where are we staying?" I asked as I got in the back seat with my mom sitting beside me and dad sitting in the passenger sit next to the taxi driver.
"Home" my dad said softly.
