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Dragon's Excerpts {23} : Kayla.

I plan to write this once I am in college or on a break (Spring, Summer, Thanksgiving, Winter, whatever) from college because it is about a college girl and I do not know much about college firsthand.

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Three Months Ago

"I GOT ACCEPTED!" I shouted, jumping up and down like a lunatic. What did I care if I looked like a crazy loon? I GOT INTO THE NEW SCHOOL IN NEW YORK CITY! [A/N Private school in NYC]

"MOM! DAD! JEREMIAH!! I GOT IN! NEW YORK HERE I COME!" 

I was still jumping up and down when my whole family rushed into the living room.

They started jumping up and down with me, cheesy grins on their faces. My father hugged me tight and my mom kissed my face over and over in excitement, but my younger brother stood aside with a frown on his face.

"What's wrong Jer?" I asked, as a frown creeped its way onto my own face. 

"Nothing," he muttered, without so much as a glance my way.

I pulled away from my parents and shook my head.

"Seriously Jer, you are scaring me. What's the matter?" 

He shifted from foot to foot; he looked everywhere but at me, the floor, the walls, his shoes, everywhere! 

Suddenly, he looked up and blurted, "I'll miss you okay? You're actually really cool and I love you and I will miss you and I know I'm supposed to be calling dibs on your room but I don't want to because I still want you in it!"

My parents and I stared at him, shocked. 

That was literally the cutest thing ever..

I looked at him for a second, then hugged him tight. 

"Oh Jay... I love you too. Don't worry, I will come to visit, I promise." 

I pulled away slightly to look him in his eyes. A lone tear fell down his face. I wiped it away, and then hugged him tight again. 

My brother and I were inseparable; the only problem was our age difference. I was 17, while he was 13.

Four years may not seem like a huge gap, but when one of us is in the eighth grade and the other a college freshman, it gets tough.

He tilted his head a bit on my shoulder so I could hear him and muttered, "I won't see you at all when school is supposed to start up though! We had so many plans and I don't want to do them with anyone else." 

I cried a little inside at this.

Why did he have to be such a devilish sweetheart?

"I promise when I get back, we'll do whatever you want, okay? Just please... try okay? Don't think about me all the time, play with your friends." 

More tears fell. They wet my shirt with each drop.

"But you're my best friend! My friends like coming around here for you as much as for me! You make everything fun and without you, I'm not sure I can have fun. Please don't leave!" he sobbed as he burrowed his head in my shoulder. 

I wanted to cry too, but I couldn't. I had to stay strong for him.

A strong hand fell on my other shoulder. Dad. 

"We have to go get her ready now. Come on Jer, Kayla needs to go to the store, order her books, among other things, so she can get ready to start her life as a college student. We talked about this; you knew this day would come."

He sighed. 

"Besides, we'll visit her again before she actually leaves for college. The fall semester doesn't start until August 21st. She'll be staying with our cousins in Virginia, so there will still be time to visit before she goes. We are even trying to work out a way to be there to help her unpack her things into her dorm."

We broke from our hug, just as mom walked up beside us and rubbed Jeremiah's shoulders. 

"Besides honey, she's not leaving until the first week of June." 

Yeah, that'll settle his mind mom.

It's May and I am close to senior graduation, which is on the 26th of this month.

Jeremiah took a step back before he yelled, "It feels like she's already gone!" 

He ran out of the room and rushed up the stairs. I heard his bedroom door slam close and I started to sob uncontrollably. I wanted to comfort him.

I almost ran up the stairs too, but my mother pulled me into a hug and sighed.

How could I be strong for us both? We'd been through so much..

He'll be fine without me, right? 

Right? 

I really didn't know anymore. I never thought this would be so hard!! I just hope his past doesn't come creeping back up on him.

~ AUTHORS NOTE~

Sorry for the random caps to indicate her shouts of excitement; it has been like that for over a year in Microsoft Word and I am too lazy to change it right now.

Song: See You Again - Wiz Khalifa ft. Charlie Puth