The Documentary

Chapter 23

Bethany's POV

and with a push of a button everything changed. i continue to make short little films. jack told me to upload them on youtube, so that exactly what i did and i am overwhelmed with the love and support from everyone in the comments.

as i walk downstairs from my room, still holding my phone reading the comments i trip over a big box located at the bottom of the stair case. it says

to: bethany woodstock

from: logan paul

there was a letter taped to the top. i pull it off and open it.

the letter reads:

" dear bethany,

i can see you really enjoy that camera of yours and i would like you to accept this new one, this professional one. i know what it feels like to be a young creator and i think this would help.

from your boi,

logan paul."

i grab a knife from the kitchen and begin to open it, ripping the tape off, or at least trying to. i open the box all the way and see a smaller one which says " Canon EOS 5D Mark IV" laying on top of a hoodie with a colorful bird on the front. i guess its his merch. i mean always plug right? i excitingly reach in and yank out the camera box. i open it up, still sitting on the stairs. i admire it for a few moments before texting logan.

*texts*

me: logan, you didn't have to! thank you so much!!

loggy: no problem beth.

i grab the remains of the box and walk in the kitchen. i throw the cardboard away and put the hoodie on proudly. i place the camera on the counter next to my phone and glance over to the living room. out of the corner of my eye i see daniel sitting on the couch, alone.i slowly walk over until i am standing a little distance away. i look at him while he turns his head over to me.

me: hey

i take a seat on the other side of the couch.

daniel: hey

he says as he looks away.

me: we haven't exactly talked.

i get up and sit a little closer to him hoping he turns his head back.

he doesn't respond.

me: can we talk?

no response again.

me: fine if you won't talk to me ill just talk at you.

listen daniel, what you walked in on wasn't what you probably think it was.

he snaps his head back at me.

daniel: are you kidding? you were putting your clothes back on. that means they were off in front of him. don't tell me it "wasn't what i think it was" because beth, we know it was.

me: you didn't let me finish. yes we kissed, a little. maybe more then a little but thats it. i guess i just forgot about everything for a few minutes. listen daniel, I'm sorry, you don't have to forgive me but i just want you to know that i made a mistake okay. no one is perfect, I'm not perfect. you may want me to be but I'm not. I'm human, he told me how he felt and i could completely see in his face he meant it, i guess we had a moment. it was a moment daniel, a moment is singular.

daniel stands up....

daniel: yes but you and me were a thing. don't even say that if i made out with another girl when you were out of town that you wouldn't be mad? that it wouldn't take time to heal?

me: im not saying that. i understand that you're mad and i know that there might not ever be an "us" again but i can't help that i still do love you and care about you. i can't help wanting there to be an us again.

a few tears stream down my face.

daniel: well i want there to be an us too. but i don't think there can be.

me: ever again?

daniel: maybe.

he begins to walk out of the room.

me: so you don't believe in second chances?

i say softly but i know he heard me.

all i can see is his back facing me as he gets further and further away, eventually turning a corner. and he never looked back.

i look down at my phone, not knowing what to do with myself.

i go on my email really quickly to see if mrs rutherford put in my grade for my film, that might cheer me up a little... to see the letter A.

she did and my average for the class is a 75% which isn't too bad for me, not going to lie. i exit the email and see a new one just appear on my screen.

it reads:

" Dear Bethany,

i have watched a few of your videos on youtube and i am very interested in your talents. i am the head mistress of ArtCenter College of Design, and i was wondering if you were interested in setting up an interview with me. i am considering offering a scholarship.

please let me know asap.

sincerely

Julia Scott."

i didn't even know that a small push of a button could change my whole life. instead of keeping my videos to myself, i shared them and this is where i am. i don't even know what to think. i immediately respond:

" I can't believe this is happening! of course I'm interested!

- Bethany Woodstock"

authors note: can we talk about their new EP ahhhhh