The Runaway

Chapter 3

Chapter 3: Plan A or B?

Alex passed the UCL it means he got the letter already. Why is it I still didn’t have it yet? Maybe it’s just late or worse I didn’t pass at all! Now my dreams are crush and gone! Oh wait its ruined already. My parents would never even allow me to go to UCL! I have to go if ever I pas-

*knock**knock**knock*

“I’m busy right now!” 

The person knocking didn’t listen and just went in without any permission.

“You call staring at the ceiling and thinking to yourself busy, Ally?” my nanny chuckled.

“Oh yes. Staring at the ceiling burns fats” I answered back sarcastically.

She gave the scary look that always frightens me ever since when I was a little girl. My parents weren’t always around so it was my nanny who takes their place and took good care of me.

“So what’s up?” I asked still staring at the ceiling.

“You’ve got mail from UCL.”

My head turned towards her “Really? It’s here?!”

She handed me the letter and said “You were lucky it wasn’t your parents that saw the letter” She wink at me and gave me some privacy.

My heart was pounding very hard. I can feel the atmosphere changing and I was sweating like a pig. My hands were shaking as I opened the envelope very slowly as if I was afraid to break a glass. 

I got the letter out of its envelope. I closed my eyes and opened the folded letter.

This is it.

The moment I have been waiting for and finally it’s in the palm of my hands already. I opened my eyes one by one and started to read it.

After reading the damn letter I wanted to cry. I can’t believe this is happening to me. Could this be real or not? I read the letter again.

Dear Allison MacAdams,

Congratulations! We are delighted to offer you admission to University College London in Fashion Designing (FD) for fall 2014 as a freshman. Your hard work and determination have earned you a spot in the FD Class of 2014! Since admission to UCL is a selective process, you should take pride in this accomplishment.

I look forward to receiving your response to our offer of admission. You can find out more in the enclosed materials, including information on housing and dining, instructions for accepting your offer, and the list of Final Requirements. If we may furnish additional information, please let us know. I wish to extend you a warm welcome and best wishes for your success at University College London.

Sincerely,

Maggie R. Johnson

Director of Undergraduate Admissions

“I passed” Whispering the most precious word I have been dying to say.

I screamed. I jumped. I ran around the room.

This is by far one of the happiest thing that has ever happen to me. I passed my freaking dream college! I can’t wait to go there and- shit. 

I forgot my parents wouldn’t allow me. But I have to go. I need to. 

I was walking back and forth across my room thinking of an idea on how to convince my parents to let me go to London. No ideas pop out inside, so my head starts to get dizzy and decided to open my laptop to search for any ideas.

I know it sounds crazy but Google was the only savior to give me some ideas on how to convince my parents.

I typed ‘How to convince your parents to allow me to go to my dream school‘

Hundreds of answers appeared on my screen. I clicked the first one that I could see and then my search for ideas has begun.

After 30 minutes there was still no answer to my problem. Everything that I’ve read was either impossible or I tried that.

There was one idea that I have read that I should just be straight forward to them and tell them what I really wanted for college because in the end I’m the one who is going to benefit from my work.

 But that was impossible to do. Well, if you were in my type of family it would be impossible to do so.

I was losing hope. I know that I shouldn’t give up. London is everything that I could dream of since I was five. I would just even run away from home and go to London with Alex for me to be part of UC-

Oh wait. I could just runaway. Am I ready for it? Do I have enough money to do so? Maybe I should just tell them or not?

So I made a decision to make a Plan A and B.

Plan A was:

To tell my parents on how I feel about med school and to just follow my dreams of being a Fashion Designer.

While Plan B was:

Something that might be impossible

I practiced my words in front of the mirror. Repeating it over and over again until it was perfect.

A lot of things were running inside my head. Would the Plan A work?

I know their strict but I still have hope that someday they would allow me to do one thing in my life that I ever wanted.

I looked at myself in the mirror to see if I was ready. I fixed my clothes one last time and went downstairs for our dinner time.

This is it. 

I’m ready.

My parents were already on the table waiting for me. As usual our dinner time went by quietly. No one talks with each other, both of my parents were still mad at me from the conversation we had a while ago. 

I need the timing to tell them. I was forming a Plan on how to tell them about my desire to go to London. Screw this I have to say it now.

“Mom. Dad. I have something to tell you”

Both of them turned their heads to me and waited for my words.

Ok here it goes…

“I know you want med school for me but I don’t want to be a doctor. I want to be a fashion designer. I want to go to UCL instead of Harvard. I think it’s time for me to make my own decision already. I’m eighteen anyway.”

I waited for their response but still there was none so I just started to eat my steak and waited for their own thoughts of my speech.

All of the sudden I choke on my own food.

“agh..agh..” 

I reached out for my water and gulped it as fast as I can. I was about to finish half of my glass and suddenly.

“ALLISON MacADAMS!” 

I accidentally spit out the water all over my mother’s face.

“Oh gosh mom! I was shocked by your voice so I accidentally spit it out. I’m so sorry!” I was saying it very fast and I didn’t know if she understands what I was saying.

 At first she was taken aback but then her face starts to turn red and screamed at me.

“ALLISON! THAT WAS SUCH AN UNLADY-LIKE MANNER THING TO DO! I taught you a lot of things on how to be well-mannered person and still you did such a disgusting action. What were you thinking?! Are you going to be a rebel now?!  You know what you will never be allowed to go to London! And that’s final!” 

Both of my parents stood up from their sit and left me alone.

My eyes starts to get watery and my heart ache. This isn’t how it should turn out. Now I wouldn’t be going to UCL. I really wish the ground would open and eat me already.

My plan was ruined. 

Well, it’s time for Plan B

Runaway from home.