All the Lovely Hopefuls

Chapter 2

My head was pounding I was walking to the airport. I pulled out my phone and dialed my mom. It rang and rang and inside I prayed that she would be okay and answer. She didn't I decided to call again. She finally picked up.

"Omg! are you okay? I heard about the fire it got almost half of the northern part of town the house is fine but I wanna know where you are and I will be right there." she blurted out.

"I'm right outside town I'll give the directions." I said "thank you by the way for not being at my speech and being ok and safe."

"Well everything happens for a reason, right?" she told me.

"Right" I smiled.

"Ok I will be right there." she said.

But I couldn't stop thinking about Harry this guy that I have hated for so many years. He saved me my life was in his hands and I couldn't be ever so grateful. His face was imprinted in my mind and I don't know why but I loved it. His eyes were piercing through me now. if only I could talk to him now, but I cant. He is gone. My phone starts to buzz I look down and it says a random number. I didn't know who it was but I answered, "Hello?"

"Uh hey this is Harry." Harry returned. Of course he was the person who called me. But how did he get my phone number?

"Hey um what's up?" I said trying act casual.

"Nothing much but I was wondering if you needed a ride home that is if your house is still standing." He proposed.

"Thanks but no thanks my mom is picking me up any minute and that isn't funny." I told him.

"Haha sorry," he laughed, "Well then bye for a long time."

"Bye." I said. My muscles were tense I never had a friend. I didn't want him to go but he wasn't my boyfriend if he was my mom would freak. Me dating a guy who isn't going to college the bad boy, my mom would flip. My mom came by to pick me up and I hopped in the front. We stayed quiet the entire ride home looking at the burnt trees and houses. A tear strolled down my face I am not a person who cries but this is something worth crying for.

By the time we got home I had to get my stuff that I packed and get on a plane to America in a city called New York. I was going to Yale I was so excited. When we got to the driveway I jumped out told her that "I'll be right back stay in the car."

"Okay" she said with her thick accent.

My hair was in a thick knot so I patted it down but it was already matted down. I went up stairs and got most of my bags I looked at my room for the last time. I peeled off my Click Five poster and rolled it into one of my bags.

I bounced down stairs and took one last look at my house as I went out my door. It was cloudy with ash as I coughed and I swung into the car. My mom looked at me and said "This is it." and she kissed me on the cheek.

"I'm not gone yet!" I hollered.

"I know I know I'm just gonna miss you." she said, "you know we're gonna have to move away from Redditch."

"WHAT?! I...um.....I....why?" I blurted out.

"Since this place is burned we need to find a new home, easy as that!" she popped the T.

"Easy as that?! mommy!" I cried.

"We're here, I'm sorry if this made you uncomfortable but you need to get on this plane." she told me.

"Yeah I know can we talk about this later?" I proposed

"Of course sweet tart." as she spelled a thousand words through her smile.

"Here I go!" I giggled through my teeth.

"There you go." she said.