just a chase ; h.g & m.z

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MADDIE

June 2016

Airports.

I absolutely dread being in them, but I'm sure I've already expressed that fact to you on more than one occasion.

No, I have not gotten over my irrational fear of flying. If anything it's gotten much worse. Unfortunately, due to my newly hectic work schedule, I find myself in this horrible place more often than I would like.

To make matters even worse, majority of the time I fly, I do it alone. The only upside to this is that unaccompanied minors get to be one of the first people to board but I honestly rather not board at all so I don't even really consider it much as an upside.

Though as I fly from Pittsburgh to Los Angeles for about the thousandth time, I can't help but reflect on this all the things that happened in my life these past 12 months.

When I think back to how I was a year ago, I'm ashamed at just how naïve I was.

Being a 12 year old girl who was suddenly thrusted into the world of love and emotions, I blame the hormones, I mindlessly fell for a 15 year old guy just after receiving the slightest attention from him.

Did he ever truly care about me? Probably not, but I've honestly accepted it and moved on.

After the teen choice award incident he attempted to contact me on several different occasions and apologize for his stupidity but of course I ignored all his attempts knowing he didn't truly mean them.

Of course I can never completely avoid him as I constantly encounter traces of him on social media. I guess that's one of the downsides of being kids in the spotlight.

It seems as he's just as busy as I am, as he's appeared on Dancing with the Stars, and I've overheard Mackenzie talking about their other activities. She tries her hardest not to mention the Grier boys when I'm in earshot, but you know Mackenzie and her Nash obsession... It's a struggle for her to contain. Although, it's died down as small bit compared to a year ago and for that I am quite thankful.

After a few short hours I arrive at LAX. Sometimes I can't help but remember that this is the place where I first bumped into Hayes Grier as he mildly injured my hip. Who could've possibly known what would arise from that chance encounter? I most certainly didn't.

In this moment in time I was sure I was done with him for good, but little did I know that brown-haired boy who caused me so much pain would be crossing my path sooner rather than later....

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