Chapter 3 edited and all that good stuff! Just a heads up, I have no idea how big or small Bayfield, Wisconsin is. I just Googled names of towns up there. I’ve never been to Wisconsin! I live in Florida, and I’m basing Bayfield off of a town I used to live in that is in the state of Florida. I actually used to live in the smallest county in Florida, but I moved. Now I’m living in a hugeeeeee city, and I love it. And I live like right on the beach now, so I’m tan. Yayyyy:) So, if you want to get a feel of the town I based Bayfield off of, it has literally maybe 3 or 4 restaurants, and there’s 3 stoplights in the whole entire county. Yeah, it’s pretty tiny. So glad I left. I’m going to stop now, and let you read.
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The whole month of June passed in a complete blur. My schedule consisted of eating, sleeping, watching movies, and crying. Everything I did was mechanical, besides the crying. It got better and better every day, which I suppose is healthy. But I still couldn’t bring myself to enjoy my summer without Jace.
By the middle of July, I was lost still in a slump. I couldn’t do anything. Even getting up to go to the bathroom was hard for me. I know, it’s pathetic. When I did eat, it was barely anything.
Everyday turned into the same routine, and my parents could tell I was basically turning into a ghost. I knew they wanted to help me, but I felt like I was in a coma. I could hear everything going on around me, but I just couldn’t move. I couldn’t respond.
One afternoon, I heard the front door downstairs open and close, which isn’t normal for this time of day. My father and mother are usually both at work. I should’ve been nervous, or curious, but I hardly even noticed.
“Victoria, can you come downstairs?” I heard my father call. It completely startled me, causing me to jump.
I looked at my bedroom door in confusion. Why would he be home so early? I can’t even remember the last time I saw the bottom floor of the house. Okay, maybe that’s a bit dramatic.
I groaned as I pulled myself out of bed, trudging to the door. I made it down the stairs and to the kitchen, where I found my parents in a deep conversation.
"Hi, what are you both doing here so early?" I asked them.
"Hey, baby. It’s nice to see you out of your room.” He said, offering me a light smile. I couldn’t find the energy to smile back, so I just shrugged. “I’m home early because there’s something we need to discuss.”
“Okay, what is it?” I asked him warily.
“Well, my boss was taking a look at my records, and he called me into his office today to ask me something.” He started slowly. I looked at him expectantly, waiting for him to continue. “He wants to promote me.”
“Oh, that’s great.” I said flatly, finding it hard to concentrate on what he was saying.
“Yeah, sweetheart. It is. There’s just a slight complication.” He said hesitantly.
“And?” I asked.
“The job he wants to promote me to isn’t here. It’s actually based inFlorida.” He said.
I stared at him for a few seconds before what he was saying sunk in.
“Are you saying... Move toFlorida?” I asked, rubbing my forehead.
He nodded and I sat down on the kitchen counter. That’s pretty much moving across the country. On one hand, it would be like a fresh start. On the other, it’s like completely leaving everything behind.
“What part ofFloridais it?” I asked softly.
“Jacksonville. It’s actually the biggest city area wise in the country.” He said, smiling slightly. “I know how you hate living in a little city like this one.”
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Never As It Seems
Teen FictionVictoria Mitchell just lost her best friend, Jacen, in a tragic drunk driving accident. Jace threw himself in front of her in the last minute to save her from being smashed. Now he's dead and Victoria has to move on without him. Believing it will he...