My (Ab)normal Life

Chapter Four- Everything...

Riiiing riiiing riiiing

I jerked up, looking around frantically for the origin of the terribly annoying sound. Spotting my phone, I jumped out of bed, almost tripping on my sheets in the process. Swearing under my breath, I turned the stupid alarm off. Groaning, I sat back down on my bed and wondered for the millionth time why I had it set to that stupid old fashioned alarm tone. I tried to lay back down and get comfy, but I just couldn't. Finally, I sighed, stood up and stretched. Well, it definitely woke me up. I guess that was good.

As I walked downstairs, I heard my mom on the phone in her office, so I walked to the kitchen without saying good bye. I poured myself some cereal and sat down at the table, turning the tv on with a yawn. Why was I so tired? I tried to remember what had happened last night that would've kept me up later than usual... And that's when everything came flooding back. No. No no no no no no NO! I tried to convince myself that it was a dream, but I couldn't because I knew it wasn't.

Clenching my fists, I got up, leaving my uneaten cereal on the table, and stalked to my mom's office. My anger grew with every step. How dare she!? How could she just tell me to up and move to Tennessee like that?! I WOULD HAVE TO LEAVE BEHIND MY WHOLE LIFE. EVERYTHING.... Everything. Slowly, my fists un-clenched as the full realization of what was happening sank in. I slid down the wall as I tried to come to terms with the fact that I would be leaving everything behind.

My best friend, Chelsea. My popularity. My beautiful view. The beach. Tears were beginning to blur my vision as I continued to think of all the things I was going to leave behind. The luxury of this insanely large house. All of my friends. Probably my car. The seemingly unlimited amount of money. The malls. The restaurants. The hot boys. Surfing. My boyfriend. My boyfriend- oh, how was I going to tell Conner? Sure, we weren't exclusive but I really liked him. I mean, he was super cute, rich, he played football, and he bought me the greatest gifts. What wasn't to love? As hard as I tried, I couldn't keep the tears from falling. I rested my head on my knees and wrapped my arms around my legs, not even bothering with trying to stop the tears from flowing.

After a couple of minutes, I tried to calm down. My personal health consultant said it wasn't good to be stressed out early in the morning. Or at all. But it was impossible not to freak about this. I would just have to do it later.

"Reyna?" My head jerked up and I swore under my breath as my neck popped. I glared at my mother, who was standing above me in a navy blue business suit. "Go away." I muttered, burying my head in my arms. I really did not want to talk to her right now. But, of course, she knelt down next to me and put her hand on my back. "Honey..."

"What, mom," I exclaimed, looking at her sharply. I scooted away from her hand. "WHAT? Unless you are going to tell me that this is all some kind of sick joke I. DO. NOT. WANT. TO. TALK. TO. YOU" I made sure to emphasis every word, eyeing my mom, who seemed to be in shock. I had always acted calm, cool and collected around her. "Well?" No response. Shaking my head in disgust, I stood up and stormed back to my room.

I was super hungry, but no way was I going back downstairs. Instead, I searched through my purse and pulled out a granola bar. That would have to do. After wolfing that down, I changed into a comfy outfit and scribbled on a sticky note, 'going for a run.' I grabbed my iPod and then made my way downstairs, slamming the sticky note on the kitchen counter. Sticking my headphones in, I left my house, slamming the door on my way out.

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An hour and a half later I had finished my mile run, and showered. I was watching Keeping Up With The Kardashians when my phone went off. Without giving it much thought, I picked it up. It was Chelsea. Suddenly, I felt a pang in my heart. I was going to miss her so much.

Chels: hey bb u doin anything today? I was thinking beach at 1 if ur up for it 😘 then maybe hit the mall later

Me: ya sure. Ill be ready in 30. U driving or me?

Chels: do u really think I'd miss a chance to show off my awesome driving skills?

Me: so me then

Chels: u got it dude ;*

Me: ur rly something

Chels: u no it, now leave me alone so I can get ready

I know, I probably should have told her. But I couldn't bring myself to actually say... Er... Text it. That would make it too real. Plus, I needed to take my mind off of this. There had to be some way to weasel my way out of this.

A/N: okay, so this chapter was kind of short- Sorry!- but I hope you enjoyed it. Reyna definitely has some interesting thoughts. But anyway, I wanted to include a couple different things in the next chapter, so it should be considerably longer. ^_^ Thanks so much for reading, you guys are truly amazing!!! <3

Become a unicorn,

Taylor