The British Girl Meets New York
©2014 by shin_valentine
Author's note:
I got nothing this time...
I guess, just: Enjoy!
:)
CHAPTER FIVE: UNEXPECTED RECONCILIATION
I paced around the small area of the waiting shed and didn't even care about what passersby might think.
What am I going to do? I can't walk. I'll reach home by tomorrow or worse, I'll get lost. And it's not like I'm really going to do it. Hell, no. Perhaps I should ask Rose or Nathan...
I paused and took my phone out then stopped halfway when I remembered I didn't have their phone numbers.
I groaned.
When will I ever think straight again? Maybe when Jane, Kate and Leah would transfer here?
My shoulders sagged, feeling hopeless.
And why did I have to remember those three? Now I suddenly feel like seeing them...
I slumped down on the bench again.
Seriously, I need someone who'll remind me about everything that I should be doing and should not be doing. Because right now, remembering them isn't helping me.
I stared blankly at the ground for a moment when an idea that was absolutely out of the question came in mind. I immediately shook my head.
No. Yesterday morning was an exception since it involved the Ferrari but right now, it's out of the question. Besides, he must still be working. It's strange though why Mum hadn't suggested asking him. But I'm glad she didn't.
I crossed my arms.
Maybe I should just call a taxi...No. I'm not desperate enough to ride a taxi. And I really don't trust cabbies. So what am I really going to do?
I looked up and saw a black Lamborghini parked on the other side of the street. I haven't noticed it until now but considering my attention to the world today, I bet it's been there the whole time. Probably a school staff's car. Could even be a student's.
I went back to my dilemma and ignored the car.
Should I do a minor crime so the police would tell my pare―okay, not a good idea. Maybe run towards where Rose says is the direction to their house? Or just randomly ask anyone so long as they look like decent people?
Then I heard a car's purr just in front of me. It was the black car on the other side of the street. But why had it come over suddenly to this side of the street?
What if it's some gang that abducts girls my age? Though kidnappers don't usually use such luxurious cars...I should get away and act like I didn't notice them.
I stood up and started to walk away but tried to glance at the window as I passed to see who was really inside it but it was useless since the windows were pretty tinted. But when I was a few steps away, I heard a familiar voice.
"Hey, Ferrari girl."
I noticed the car slowly moved forward with the same pace as mine. I looked through the window, which was now open and I saw Luke's smiling face inside the car. I stopped and everything came to me.
He was in the car all along! He was watching me while I was...
I tried to remember every gesture I made at the shed and I couldn't help but redden.
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The British Girl Meets New York
Teen FictionAfter celebrating her 16th birthday in Kensington, London, Dahlia Vandom suddenly finds herself moving to New York State with her mother. Though she is against it, she reluctantly leaves her beloved home and three friends, with her mother to move in...