Forget the forgettable.

Pretty little cafe.

Chapter 5

The week went so fast and I'm still lacking in decisions. Shall I go to Australia and leave everyone and everything behind?

I decided I would decide a decision later, as my destination is no longer Australia, more like the cafe in town where I shall soon meet bobby.

My life is depending on an answer, an answer which would change my life. So you may understand why I nearly stayed in the comfort of my own bed tonight, but all I could think about is Bobby's little heart sinking without my company.

I tied my complexly, long brown hair in a messy bun, accompanied with a blue ribbon swiftly tied with a bow. I had a blue skater dress on draped in a beautiful white lace which made a dappled effect contrasting the two colours. It hung just above my knee and I wore white wedges which gracefully grasped my feet.

I was ready, to my utter shock I was nervous. Like my last meeting with Bobby he had this charismatic charm, which pulled a slight nervous tension over me.

Nearly there and as I faintly approach the vintage picturesque coffe shop, I see him.

A little grin was perked on his delightful face, as he stared at me with his consolidating and profound eyes.

A smirk grew on my face and I opened the door and walked straight to Bobby, just my friend . He was only a friend. Nothing more and nothing could be more.

'Why Hello Miss Osborne, thankyou for accompanying me on this fine evening, you look beautiful as always.' He said his ostentatious words, while grabbing his body upon mine in a friendly embarkment.

'Hello Mr Green and it was my pleasure.' We both laughed at the thought of our prestigious words.

We sat and reminisced about our past school years and I enjoyed the pleasurable company of Bobby. He was unlike many boys. He was intelligent, charming and different in a way, not even science can explain.

I even told him about my adventurous decision I had to make about Australia. My heart strings were slightly torn as he almost seemed hurt that I could be leaving.

'It would be an amazing opportunity.' He whispered with a concerning tone to his voice.

'My mind is still searching for an answer and I have a long while before I go.'i tried to change the subject of concern.

'So are you planning to whitness any new countries soon?'i said shortly after.

'Im afraid my new adventurous of an unseen land are non existent, but I am planning to go on a trip to Florida, for the insane spring break season.' He said with a voice of excitement.

'So Miss Lilly Osborne, for old time sake, why don't you join me on a deranged and lunatic holiday with my friends. It's an open party you know?' He said it with such enthusiasm, yet I was completely thrown off, putting me in an unstable position.

'Well as much as I would love to go on holiday with you, especially after just one date, it will go against all laws of science for me to skip school and go on holiday, I rather think I would be invading your well kept privacy.'

'No, what I mean is, you bring you're friends to a well deserved farewell holiday, as I rather doubt you will be getting an opportunity like this again and maybe we could mysteriously find ourselves in each other's company out there.' His smug, rich voice had a respectable point.

It was a good idea. But how could I manage to find the time in my enigmatic life, as it was just like a continuum with no means of an end.

I had no time.

'Well yet again you've left me with another unanswered question to deal with, however there is a minute chance, I could take you up on it'. I smiled ever so softly.

We laughed, we smiled, we drank to our hearts content, with an exchange of numbers, he walked me to my aesthetically pleasing front door and placed a farewell peak across my lips on my bashful face, I waved and turned on my heel inside.

Yet again sinking to the comfort of my own bed I had too many thoughts to even think about sleeping and a never ending list of important tasks.

I still need to mention Australia to my friends. How? How will I find the courage to tell my innocent friends I could be moving half way across the world. It would be like plunging a dagger through their innocent hearts.

America, Australia and England why do I have to decide between things which are too big to even console myself with.

Slowly I drifted off into a hypnotising trance and fell towards my well earned sleep.