Letting Go

Chapter One

Here's Chap. 1 : Hope you guys like it. Tell me what you thing of it. Okay, I'll stop rambling on. Here we go.

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~Three years later...~

"Thanks." I handed my money to the cashier and drank a sip of the warm coffee he gave to me. This was the first stop in my daily routine, no special occasion whatsoever.It was just another day for me in LA. And after all the things that happened in the past months, It was exactly what I needed.

So much has happened then, but here I am, in the exact place I would be if I never had visited Elliswood in the first place. It's as if the past few months never existed.

But I know I will always remember what happened when I came back to my hometown.

I stepped out of the coffee shop and waited to cross the busy intersection. Cars were zooming past the road so fast, I could'nt even see the other sidewalk. A few moments later the orange hand sign blinked into the walking sign. The way was clear now and I could see the other side.

Oh. My. God.

Time froze as he looked into my eyes. My heart was pumping really fast, the beating of it was so loud I could barely hear myself think.

He came for me.

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~ Earlier that year...~

"Welcome to Elliswood." the familiar sign greeted me as our car rumbled through the road. Just the sound of it made me smile. I was back at Elliswood, my hometown.

When my mom told me that I was taking my senior year off at Los Angeles Centre of Performing Arts and having it at Elliswood High, I absolutely exploded from the bubbling excitement.

Oh how I missed this place! Its been 3 years since I've last seen this place. I looked out of my window to see if anything changed. Nothing changed, it was exactly how its been since I left, trees everywhere, friendly neighborhoods, everything a small town needed. I almost yelped when I saw the old icecream shop I used to visit all the time.

"Someone's a bit excited." I stared at my mom.

" Of course I would be excited. We're back!" I screamed. My mom motioned me to relax, but I could see the smile lining her lips. " I mean, I get to see the old house, retrace my childhood-"

"Reunite with Landon." my mom added. I smirked, because it was a ridiculous thing to say but also because it was true.

Seeing Landon again made up a small factor, okay maybe a little bit bigger than that, to my excitement about going back to Elliswood. I wanted to see what he looked like, all tall and 17-like.

I still didn't forget that moment we shared at the stream when we were 15 and I had to say goodbye. But this time I didn't have to say goodbye. This time I get to say hello.

Our car drove up the driveway of our old house. Once my mom parked, I literally jumped out of the car.

Our house wasn't the big LA loft we bought, but it was more cozy. I looked at the house that stood next door. Landon's house didn't change one bit. It was the same old colonial house it was when I was 15.

"Oh, no, no, no." my mom said. I looked at her confused. "You can't visit Landon until you finished helping me unpack."

"I know, I wasn't going to see him right now anyway." I reassured. " I'm waiting until I see him at school."

" Whatever you say." she said in her singy songy voice. "Let's go inside, shall we?"

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We entered the house and I instantly felt like I was 15 again.

"Okay, you go up and organize your old room and I'll start bringing out the boxes." my mom said. I nodded and headed towards my room.

My room was the same as I left it. It had the same floral wallpaper, same twin sized bed, same darkwood floors. I looked around the room and immediately noticed the pictures of me and Landon scattered around the walls. Looking back at these pictures made me more excited to see him.

I kept walking around the room and looked at every nook and cranny. When I reached underneath my bed, I felt a box. I pulled it out and opened the lid.

Immediately, a puff of dust released into the air as I coughed trying to get it out pf my throat. Jeez. How long has that been under there?

I foraged through the box. They were all pictures of me and Landon. But one particular one caught my eye.

It was a picture of me, Landon... and Talia. Talia Chambers was the classic mean girl. She was rich, she was popular, and she was my very own bully. I don't know what happened in 6th grade that made her hate me, but she basically picked on me every time she had the oppurtunity too. Thank god I had Landon to defend me.

The picture was taken when we were in 3rd grade, when Talia was still innocent. Landon, her, and I used to be the best of friends. I met Talia when I was in first grade and introduced her to Landon. Soon after, we became inseparable. But when we went to middle school, Talia found herself in the middle of the social circle and distanced herself from us.

I thought being invisible to her was depressing, considering the friendship we shared, but being her target was way worst.

I put the picture down and the box back under my bed. I just hoped she doesn't remember me.

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Later that night, when all my things were put in place and my childish room was transformed into a miniture version of my room in LA, I couldn't help but think what my reunion with Landon would be like.

Will we run into each others arms and collide like frieght trains? Will he hug me as tight as the hug we shared the last time I saw him? Will he finally confess his love to me?

I pushed the thought away. He's just my friend. He never liked me more than that.

I smiled to myself, trying to keep myself positive. Atleast he'll remember me.

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Creek. The car shrieked as I parked It in the senior section of Elliswood High's parking lot. I let out a big breath. Here I am at Elliswood High once again. I'm going to finally see Landon.

I grinned so hard that my cheeks hurt. I got out of my car and walked confidently towards the highschool. I spotted other people I went to school before and exchanged hellos.

Then I saw Talia. I could always recognize her because of her dark hair. She was making out with someone as she leaned on her black Lexus.

We made eye contact, and I surprisingly saw fear strike her face. But that quickly faded and she went back to making out with her boy toy.

I rolled my eyes. Figures. I knew she wouldn't remember me.

I turned to walk back to school leaving her to her own buisness.

"I love you so much." Wait. I know that voice. I turned back around facing Talia and the boy who just told her he loved her.

Turning around was a mistake. Coming back was a mistake. Everything was a mistake because when I saw a glimpse of his face, I suddenly didn't know what the hell was going on.

"I love you too." Talia said. "I love you so much, Landon."

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