We Were Meant To Fly

Ch. 11- Back to Normal- Sort Of

Author's Note

Hey! I got a bit carried away... it's a long chapter... sorry!

"Em. Em," I heard someone saying to me. Screw 'em. It was WAY too early to get up according to my internal clock. "WAKE UP!"

I shot out of bed knowing I was now too awake to go back to sleep. My mother was going to pay for awakening me. My eyes adjusted to the light and I saw it was Nathan awakening me and not my mom. "What do you want?" I moaned seeing that it was half six.

"Em, your mother got me up to wake you.  She couldn't do it so now neither of us gets to sleep in. The other boys are pissed because she woke us all up. No whining, I've been here twenty minutes. You've got to be at school in forty five minutes," he said. Right then my eyes shot open.

"CRAP," I yelled grabbing my clothes and running into the bathroom. Somehow I showered in twenty minutes flat- including dressing and blowing my hair out. I ran into the kitchen and grabbed my back pack. To my surprise, Nathan was sitting there. He tossed me a croissant.

"Oh yeah, I'm also dropping you," he said kissing me then opening the front door. He's so sweet.

"Bye mom!" I yelled slightly on the loud side because there was no way I was letting her sleep in. As we drove I was trying to figure out how much I'd tell my friends. They'd know something was up- I'd almost lost complete contact with them for two months. Ahhh. Stress + early = mild brain explosion. I freaked thinking everyone would see Nathan dropping me and attack him and grill me, but then remembered he had tinted windows.

As we pulled up he kissed me, "Love you Em, have a good day at school!" he said the word school so patronizingly that I seriously wanted to ditch and never go back. The funny thing about that was that I was the A+ student with perfect attendance. Well, I used to be.

I climbed out anyway after saying, "Love you too Nath," then whispered in his ear, "don't make me get you mobbed." He gave me the you-wouldn't-dare look then winked as I shut the door and then he drove off. I realized it was the first time I had not been with at least one of the boys or sleeping in two months. I walked into the cafeteria to wait until they let us into the school.

"Oh my gosh! Em!" Izzie shouted grabbing me and dragging me over to my group of friends. I smiled. I was back, but everything had changed. "Where have you been?" I knew this was coming, and felt slightly prepared.

"Remember how you LEFT ME at a concert?" All the girls faces reflected guilt, "well, this is what I've been doing the past two months," at that I pulled out one of the magazines that had me off to the side of the shot with the boys. They were the focus; I was the "mystery friend" off to the side. The girls recognized me immediately and being the obsessive fans they were, stared at me, then the magazine, then me again, open-mouthed. I explained how I had gotten a ride home with the boys that night (leaving out some details- like they lived next door to me) and told them how we were all close friends (I knew some of these girls were loud mouths, so I wasn't telling about Nathan, actually, no one outside of the boys, their girlfriends, and my mom knew). I also explained how since I knew I'd be gone for a month the school told me to just finish the with a term of remote classes and come back today. Studying with the boys around had been hard. Who am I kidding? It was impossible unless they were hung-over. This luckily happened a lot. They still didn't understand me not drinking. I had plenty of reasons not to. The girls then went completely fan girl. Squealing and all, they bombarded me with questions about the past two months. By the end of the day, I had people talking to me that had never looked at me before. Great. I walked out, spotted Nathan's car and got in. As we drove off, my phone rang. It was Izzie. Nathan grabbed it before I could.