Three Weeks Later
I was laying on my bed with my laptop open. ai was scrolling through my Tumblr feed when I recieved a new e-mail. As I looked at the icon all that was going through my mind was excitement. I knew who it was from. THe interview went well. I answered all questions honestly and they reviewed my application. I was afraid my face was getting red during the whole thing. I scrolled over to the e-mali icon and opened it. The letter read:
Dear Miss. Taylor,
Thanlk you for applying to Oxford Unverity. Over 150,000 gradates have applied and out of those graduates we are please to inform you that our board has excepted you Scarlett Joan Taylor to join us in the fall.
The rest of the letter went on to say when I should be down their and important stuff that I barry could read because I was crying so hard.
- Administrator Winkle
I jumped out of my bed and started screaming. " Mum! Mum! Mum where the hell are you!"
On the door was a little note that read: Went out with Marcel's mum be back later. Love you.
" Shit mum," I sighed
I ran out the door and didn't even bother taking my car I just ran to Marcel's house. I ran as fast as my little legs could carry me. I ran I almost ran past his house. I saw somthing that made me concerned and scared. Boxs. Like a massive amount boxs outside his house. I ran to his front door and let myself in.
"Marcel!" I screamed.
He came running down the stairs and gave me a hug, " Hey. Wha- what are you doing here?"
" Whats going on with all the boxs?" I asked.
" Well," he said rubbing his neck. " I'm moving in like a week and my mum is renting out the house so she is packing her things and moving into an apartment in the city."
My heart fell. I couldn't speak. Everything in me wanted to break. I grew up here. I grew up with him. The fact that we wil be in two different countries and probably never seeing eachother froghtened me.
He nudged me and I was awaked from my thoughts. " Oh well I hope you have fun in America. I think I'm going to head out..." my eyes were filling up with tears. I wanted to cuddle in my bedroom with my computer and forget about the outside world.
" Wait why don't you come with me. You would love California," he smiled.
" Oh Marcel thats sweet, but I have collage and um I don't know."
" Where are you going? Probably somewhere amazing."
" Well its in England. And my mum doesn't really know. I actully ran over here to tell you..." I ranted on.
" Scar."
" Well I had an interview for Oxford like almost a month ago. And I heard back today. And I got in, I'm going to Oxford."
" Scarlett thats amazing," Marcel said picking me and twirling me in the air and kissing me. He looked at me and saddness covered his previously happy face. " Why did you look so sad?"
" Oh it's stupid... I mean we are going to be in different countries. Who knows when the next time we will see each other. You'll go off being really succseful and I'm just going to be here by myself."
" Lets not think about that because no matter what you will always be my best friend. And you know what we need to do? We need to tell Emilie."
I smiled and we walked to his car. the whole car ride we talked about always staying in touch and when we were kids we used to do weird things.
EMILIES POV
We were all in my basement. Scarlett, Marcel, and I were sitting on my sofa and they looked very serious. Although somthing about Scarlett just seemed like she was going to burst out laughing.
" We have somthing to tell you, but you can't freak out," Marcel said.
" Your pregnant," I exclaimed.
" No...No...not at the moment," Scarlett denied.
" Well whats bigger than my bestfriends having an insanly adorable love child?!" I yelled.
" Emilie I got in!" Scarlett yelled over me.
I put my hands over my mouth in awh. " You got into Oxford?" I was so happy for her. I wrapped my hands around her and cried. ( I don't cry often).
" And I got into Pepperdine which is in California," Marcel said quietly.
" Thats great. We are all going to be in different places. I mean your here becoming a genius. Marcel's becoming succsesful. Harry's doing God knows what. And i'm going to travel. We need to always keep in touch."
" Your not going to collage?" Marcel asked me.
" Oh no I am. I'm just going to take a year off. I really want to go to Africa, America, France, a few more places."
" How are you going to afford that?" Scarlett questioned.
" Well my dad divorced my mum when I was small and my mum recently let him into our lives and to make up for the fact of missing my childhood he is fiancing what ever my dreams are," they looked at me with blank stares. " Daddy's rich."
" Oh," they both said together.
" I promis though we will all see each other. I couldn't live with myself if I lost the bestfriends I ever had," I admitted.
" What Em, you must have had a lot of friends?" Scarlett asked.
" Nope, no everyone at my old schools hated me. Like hated me. I guess I give off a mean vibe."
" What no," Marcel joked.
" Oh shut it!"
I still think of him. Harry. I watch his interviews and all I think of are how I fell in love with those beautiful green eyes. He made me feel this thing. That I have never felt before. WE had fun and he could understand how I felt even when I wasn't talking. He's a guy that you always remember. You always laugh even if your at a funeral. I miss our group of four. Although its a memory that I will forever be thankfull for.
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Hayran KurguLife has it's ups and downs. Marcel isn't like everyone else, but maybe that's a good thing. Although everything does in fact happen for a reason.
