Paper Airplanes|| Zach Herron [DISCONTINUED]

Chapter 15

'It's been a few days now and it feels like hell. Every second of every day I just want to be back with the ones that make me happier with the biggest smiles and the loudest laughs. When I look at the pictures on my wall I just wanna go back in time and relive it. Lucky for me I still have them mentally, and somewhat physically.

In my mind I have this feeling that I won't make any more friends or don't want to make any more friends. Thankfully it's still summer so I won't be going back to school any time soon and start being forced to make friends.'

"Enid lets go!" My mother shouted at me from downstairs. I shut my journal and threw my shoes on. According to my mothers calculations I don't have enough clothes. Before we left Texas me and my mom went through my clothes and well by the time we were done more than have of my clothes were gone. Don't worry we didn't just throw them in the trash, we just gave it to a thrift store.

On our way to the mall there were some songs playing quietly in the background with silence in the small car. I looked out the car watching the trees and buildings pass by. A beautiful clear blue sky. Other cars zooming by. The summer heat filling the earth's atmosphere. I could get used to this.

My parents would try and make small talk with me but i would always zone out. I'm still pretty mad at them for making us move so far away from my true home. 

Chloee, Addison, Zach and I have been keeping contact every day now. Somtimes I feel like its gonna be like every story, they promise to keep contact every day or close to every day and then loose it just like that. I try not to believe that it will happen to us. We have a bond that holds us tightly together.

As we arive at our destination I couldn't help but over hear my parents saying that we should change our perspective of ourselves and try finding it more. At first it kinda made no sense to me about what they were talking about but I sort of thought what it might mean. In my mind I know that I've already found myself, but im only 15, there's so much more out there that I still need to explore.

Maybe a little change won't hurt. Its better to take chances than to not take any at all and get no where in life.

The doors to the mall open up as we enter the bulding. It almost immediately reminds me of the one mall me, Zach, Addison, and Chloee went to just to mess around and have fun. It made me laugh as we kept walking farther into the mall. My parents were giving me weird looks untill father spoke up.

"What are you laughing for?" He said. "This mall just reminds me of an old memory dad." I said to him looking into his eyes with a small sad smile. "Okay then." He spoke as we walked into a store that was unfamiliar to me.

Right away a couple things caught my eye. But before I tell you what these things are, i want to inform you that before things changed I used to wear all causal clothes and almost never changed my style. A t-shirt or a sweatshirt with jean pants/shorts was good enough for me. I'm taking my parents advice though.

A yellow flowy sundress and a grey cardigan stitting on their racks. I know basic, but ive never really worn anything like it. Like I said, my regular is good for me 25/8.

"A little change." I whispered to myself. I charged for the two items and got the right sizes. As I looked around the place nothing else really caught my eye except a pair of sunglasses. I don't have any ok?

My parents and I went to about ten more stores before deciding we were done. To my surprise I changed my style pretty well. It was still in my comfort zone but It also just stepped out just a little bit, if that makes sense. Honestly probably not.

I stepped back from my closet and flopped on my bed as I just got done putting my new clothes in their place. Today was an exciting-ish day. Sometimes I think of how things would be if my friends were here. We'd have the best time and I wouldn't have such a hard time adjusting.

Feeling for my phone that was above my head, I grabbed it and turned it on revealing the bright light that shined from the quite large phone. I went onto YouTube and turned on Post Malone's new album: Beerbongs & Bentleys. Let me just tell you, ITS AMAZING!

Personally my favorite song on there is 'Stay'. The vibe that it give is just so....so....just so.....aesthetic? to me, so I turn it on.

I'm sitting up on my bed just letting my ears listen to the song that is coming from my phone and bouncing off the bedroom walls. My eyes are looking all around the room memories flooding in. A perfect view out my french balcony doors. Reminds me of home.

I get up off my bed, my feet softly walking over to the doors that lead to something beautiful. My hand rises up to the handles and turned them pushing the doors open. I leaned on the black metal railing looking at the view before my eyes. I close my eyes and let myslef almost drift as the last words of the song are leaving the speaker.

'But don't count on me to stay.'

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A/n: Here's a messy chapter. Enjoy :)

ALSO IF YOU HAVEN'T GONE AND CHECKED OUT POST MALONES NEW ALBUM ALREADY YOU SHOULD GO DO THAT ITS AMAZING I PROMISE!!! OKAY BAIIIIII!

-Emie❤