Watching him walk away only made it harder. I watched him walk into the tunnel in Logan Airport as he boarded a plane back to London. A single tear ran down my cheek. This was the last time I would ever see him.
What am I doing? Let me start at the beginning.
Beep! Beep!
My eyes fluttered open. I stared directly up. I was in my boring room, in boring house, in my boring town, Chesterfields. Nothing ever happened in Chesterfields, maybe a car crash or two. Maybe a robbery. But the town was dead boring. I yawned and made away across my boring room. I pulled open my drawers, taking out a oversized T Shirt and a pair of denim shorts.
"Belly, time for school!"
I moaned.
"C'mon, ladybug" called my mom from the bottom of the stairs.
I grabbed last night's homework and my knapsack and ran down the stairs. I was always trying to find interesting ways to call normal things, to make them less-you guessed it- BORING.
"What are you wearing?" asked my mother, pulling on my T Shirt, "and look at your hair!"
She pushed me over to the bathroom.
She was right. I was a mess. Oh well.
"Mom, its the last day of school. Its fine." I tried to reason with here. Truthfully, I wasn't really into it today. Last night wasn't my night per say.
I looked around the bathroom and Mom was gone. Lost in thought, again.
"Ok, fine, fine. But at least brush your hair!" She yelled from the kitchen.
I moaned. I grabbed the hair brush and moved it swiftly throughout my blue-black dyed curly hair.
"Julia is here!" Mom called from the kitchen.
Julia is my best friend. She is my sister from another mister and also my partner in crime. I met her when she was in first grade and when I was in kindergarten. Even though we were a year apart, we were still the bestest of friends.
"C'mon, chicky. Lets move it." she clapped her hands as she spoke. I really hate when people do that.
I grabbed my best friends hand and we headed to her car.
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FanfictionBelly Ramierez. Shy and secret singer songwriter. Niall Horan. Soul searching popstar in need of love. All they need is this moment. This one. Right now.