infuriating (colby brock)

Sam and Colby?

"Come on, come on, come on!!" I kinda yelled running through the halls. I was a senior at a small town ready to escape the small town. But right now I'm on my way home with my best friend to watch Sam and Colby. Ariana shook her head and grabbed my arm. She linked us together and gave me a serious look.

"First of all Journey you need to chill. Sam and Colby aren't the most important thing today. Most of our college letters come in today. We need to understand if we do go to California for college we can't just be there for Sam and Colby." Ari smiled and stood a little straighter. Meet Ari. She has been around for 6-7 years. She is kinda like that cricket in Pinocchio.

"Okay Sam and Colby are the reason we are going to Cali! But sure college letters first." I answered silently looking at Ari waving my hand at her. She looked at me and started laughing.

"I'll get the mail.. you set up the playlist for today." Ari said smiling linking our arms again. We split up as she starts to check our mail and I run inside to start the playlist. Our small home has grown old but the memories remain. I run up the stairs to my bare walls and packed suitcases.

The only thing remaining was a t.v and linked into YouTube. I turn on the t.v and Sam and Colby pop up immediately. Ari walks in with a huge stack of letters. Splitting them in half she hands me my stack. A little shorter then hers but that's because I'm stumbled through high school. That shit was hard. We sit on the beanbags and scan through the letters.

"Are we starting with Cali?" She asks softly clearing her throat. Holding up her letter from California State. I pulled mine out and held it. My future. Holy shit.

"Yeah... yes. Let's start with Cali." Ari starts to open her letter but I'm frozen watching her. She pulls it out and her face lights up and a smile spreads completely across her face. She turns toward me still sitting there. Her smile drops and nudges me. I start to tear the letter as my tummy flutters and I pull out the letter.

"Dear Miss. Faith we are displeased to inform you," I stare at the words scrambling together. I felt the excitement drain from my body, "They didn't accept me."

Ari put her hand on my shoulder, "Did you get in any where else?" She asked softly leaning on me. I shrugged my shoulders pressing play on the remote letting the letter fall to ground and scatter. Sam and Colby start talking and I slowly start to feel better.
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"Jobs, jobs, jobs." I mutter softly looking at the list of jobs available around our apartment in Cali. Not being cashier, not being maid, ew definitely not cleaning your car every Tuesday! Waiter.. hm. I click on the description. Not bad pay..good work environment and close to home. I love it. I apply to the job and shut my laptop. I walk into the kitchen as my mother looks up from her phone.

"How's college hunting?" She mutters. I scratch my head smiling. She lays her phone down and gives me the 'mom eyes'. Mom has been in this state of 'I'm okay' when really, she's not. I don't think she ever will be honestly.

"I didn't get excepted into California State but, I'm still moving there with Ari. I'll get a job and we will be fine." I kinda stutter through my sentence but my mother caught all of it. Mom's mental state didn't distract her from the fact she was raising her last child. That made me happy, I was just worried that when I left she would have a major down fall again.

"I glad you believe you are making the right choice. When do you leave?" She asks more softly trying to hold back tears. I walk over to her and wrap my arms around her. Her hugs are amazing and that is the only thing I think I will miss while in Cali.

"We leave next Monday." I mutter feeling a tear forming.

"How about those boys you believe in so much?" Mom asked pushing a strand behind my ear. She was talking about Sam and Colby. She knows so much about them. Friday night I would come home and watch them for hours with her. They had brought me out of some hard times and helped push me through high school.