"Jenn, wake up," I awoke from the sound of my dads voice and the front door opening as I sat up. I checked the time, seeing it was 6:54...I slept for an hour. I stood up from the couch, stretching out my entire body, yawning at the same time. I saw my mom and my sister coming down the steps as my mom looked over at me, "bye baby, I'm gonna miss you." She embraced me and my sister both as Emily eventually pulled away, "I'm gonna bring our bags to the car," she said as she was already halfway out the door with both mine and her bags. She backed away from the hug a bit and cupped my face in her hands, "everything will be okay, I promise." I smiled at her, "thanks mom." I gave her another quick hug and a kiss on the cheek before stepping outside.
I waved to my mom as I jumped in the taxi, watching as everything got smaller and smaller as we drove down the block. "We can see all of our old friends!," Emily exclaimed excitedly as she then went on about how she'll miss Keaton and everything, which I eventually put my headphones in, blocking out the rest of the world.
We got our plane tickets, sitting down in the seats as we waited for our row to be called on the loud speaker. Emily tapped my shoulder as I removed an earbud and turned towards her. "I'm sorry about what happened, Jenn. What he did was wrong and I'll always be here to help you." I smiled at her, feeling like I've been repeating the same response over and over again, "thanks." 'Thanks', 'thank you', 'it's okay, it's over now'; the same answers all the time because it seems like that's all I can say. I haven't had a full conversation with anyone in a few days, or at least I haven't participated in speaking to them. I just nod or shake my head, or even give one-word answers. I've just been thinking so much lately I don't know how to speak anymore.
Our row was finally called over the loud speaker after 20 minutes and we got up, making our way to the jetway. It was so crowded that I began to feel claustrophobic and light-headed. I haven't felt this way in years; I grabbed my sisters arm, squeezing it super tight and taking deep breaths. "Are you alright?," Emily quickly reacted, putting her hand over mine. I nodded, "just help me walk through this." We finally walked onto the plane, finding our seats. I needed to sit by the window; I always felt safer that way for some reason. I plopped down, closing my eyes and taking one last deep breath as my heartbeat began to slow down. I finally calmed down before putting my headphones back in. I watched the window as we took off, leaving California. Bye-bye Cali, hello New York.
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Hello beautifuls(: , this was a very short and quick chapter but I just wanted to get past this. I will be posting a new chapter soon, so stay tuned!(:
xoxo -Jenn;*
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Head over Heels - A Wesley Stromberg ( Emblem3 ) Fanfic
Hayran KurguWhen Jennifer Bailey moves to California because of her moms promotion, she meets a teenage boy who falls head over heels for her.