Meet Me Halfway

As a teenager, you have the choice to either dwell on things or let them go. I decided to let go; not just my problems but my thoughts. I fell in love with the fast flow of New York City. So, I just let myself go in it. For once I, Emma Longwood let go. But it wasn't an option according to my family so I still had to go to counseling to control my depression. But that's another story. At the council meetings they would talk about how we'd all get better, and how much God loves us. I often caught myself drifting away into some sort  of wonderland. Right after we talked about healthy ways to cope with depression, we were dismissed. I got in to my car, turned on the radio and went back to the apartment that my best friend, Jessica and I shared. My family stayed in England while I went to NYC to pursue my dreams of becoming a dancer. I was well aware that it was almost impossible for me to become a famous dancer and that it was even less realistic that I would have my big break in New York but I tried. At age 14 I found out I was diagnosed with brain cancer, and that it had spread through a quarter of my brain. As much medicine, and therapy I could have took to get better I refused, only because my family was poor and I knew  they didn't have the money. So I decided to use my wish from the Make A Wish Foundation. They pay for my tuition while I pay for other expenses. I'm extremely grateful but I live a boring life. Go to school, council meetings, sleep and repeat.

Today things changed. I was on my way home and I stopped off at Starbucks. As I went in I thought about what i was going to get. This guy bumped into me from the side. He had dark black curly hair, light brown eyes and better cheekbones than a typical Aeropostale model. Everything was frozen in my mind. The world stopped moving, my heart stopped beating.  I was hypnotized in his eyes. I probably started drooling. He laughed a little and I died a little. It was the type of feeling you get when you reach the top of a roller coaster. "I'm sorry, are you okay?" he said. "Yes. I'm well. How are you?" The words flew out of my mouth as if I had no control of what I said. He smiled. "I'm great" "My- My name is Emma" I said. I needed to know his name. I needed to know absolutely everything about him- his hobbies, hidden talents, his opinions. "I'm David" he shook my hand. His hands were soft and cold. I knew that if I didn't have him in my life, my world would stop spinning. He smiled "What are you ordering from here?" "Oh- um a Carmel latte. I think. What about you?" "Nothing actually I'm just waiting here for my girlfriend." My stomach caved in. My throat strangled it self. I almost shed a tear. How stupid of me to think I even remotely had a chance. Oh. Lucky girl she is." As I began walking away, he pulled my arm back. "It was a joke. Do you want to have coffee together?" A joke. It was a joke. He's not very funny. "Okay." We stayed there until the store closed. We talked about life, and music. I found him to be the most interesting person. That night I gave him my number. I didn't know if I should give him my number or not. But then I thought about how we only have one life, and even if we're careful or not, we'll all end up dead anyway. David walked me home.

As soon as I got home, I ran upstairs into the room Jessica and I share. I started to jump on her bed. She looked so surprised to see me happy. "What's up with you today?" She laughed. I blushed "I met a guy today." She smiled. "Who?" She laid down with me, staring at the walls. I spent the whole night blabbing on and on about the magical night I had with David. This is how I know she was my best friend. She listened, and I listened to her. She was always there for me, like a sister.

To be continued...

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