Don't Forget Me

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So uh...don't hate me for this chapter.

Enjoy~

(Y/n)'s POV

The rest of summer flew by and Dan's video was perfect, in my opinion. He has already gained a few more people and was getting ready to upload our collab later this afternoon, after the first day of school.

"Dear you've got mail!" my mum called and I went to take the mail from her outstretched hand. I chewed my fruit as I casually opened the letter. Of course my mum already opened it, she does that way too often.

Dear (full name),

We've noticed you! We would like to offer to enroll your senior year, starting at the beginning of the second semester within your junior year, in our academic program! We've noticed your interest in screenwriting and plays and your involvement in your school's Drama program. This is a fully paid for opportunity to study 4 full years, one high school and 3 college, in our program and we'd love to see you here! Your future is bright (full name) and we would love for you to spend that with us!

Let us know if you're at all interested in our program, my email is listed below and you can visit our website for more details!

Thank you,

Jean Louis

Administrator at (American college)

I lowered the letter and my mum was grinning wildly at me.

"I can't believe it!! This is what you've been waiting for!!" She said, "I'm so proud of you!!"

"Mum, what about Phil and Zoe and Dan?" I said, "this is in America and I thought this was for college in 2 years."

"Dear, you'd have to move away sometime it's just a tad sooner," she said.

"So I only have 1 semester?" I asked, my heart burning.

"Yes if you accept," she said, "you are going to accept right?" I stared down at the letter.

"I don't know," I said. I could tell anyone about this right now. I just can't.

"Darling, they want you," she said.

"I'll think about it mum," I said, running my hand through my hair, "I have to go." I shoved the letter in her hand.

I headed out the door to my first day of junior year, wanting to cry.

How could this happen? Just a few weeks ago my counselor sent that email and they were already taking me away. I mean sure I could video chat with them and this was a once in a lifetime opportunity.

But it was in America.

It's not like I could just fly over if I wanted to see everyone. I felt my heart pound at my chest. What would happen? What are all the details?

I don't even know if I'm going!! How could I be acting this way?

I still had a whole semester, I just had to focus on that.

"(Y/n)!"

I'd miss Phil's voice.

Stop it, I can't drive myself crazy like this.

"Hey!" I put on a fake smile and he bounded towards me.

"You excited?"

Barely. I was this morning.

"Yeah! Lemme see your schedule," I said. I had a ton of classes with him which was great, but also torturous.

This was affecting me more than it should.

"Cool! We have a ton of classes together!!" He said, wrapping his arm around my shoulder. He looked over at me and I honestly felt sick.

"You okay?"

No.

"Yeah, just a little tired and nervous," I lied and he nodded.

We walked to school together and I noticed Dan stood under a tree out front. I'd miss him too. We had been through so much and I hadn't had enough time with good Dan yet.

I had to accept it, it's the only logical thing, but I don't want to leave my friends.

Video chat just wasn't enough.

What if they forgot about me?

"Hey? Schedule?" I handed it over and he smiled. "Mostly the same."

My heart was on fire.

"Seriously (y/n), are you okay?" I glanced over at Phil again and I gripped at my backpack straps.

"Yeah," I lied again and he didn't seem to believe me.

How could I leave the people who care about me and the people I care about so much?

Zoe waved us over, Joe resting against the locker beside her. I can't leave Zoe and Joe while they're still dealing with this. I promised I'd be there and now I was just leaving.

I felt horrible.

I trailed behind my three best friends as they talked, English class first.

I wouldn't survive the day.

~Time Skip~

"Honestly (y/n), you could've gone home," Dan said as we headed to the auditorium. I was feeling slightly better, but the letter was still on my mind.

"No, besides, it's the first day."

I had admitted that I felt sick after all of them began to pester me, but I just claimed it was nervous jitters or my stomach.

I wouldn't dare tell them what was really going on until I knew for sure. Besides, I'd give them a week or two's notice. I didn't want them to worry the whole semester.

I had worked it all in my head that I would call in while I was doing homework or on the weekends like we were hanging out. Sure it wasn't the best, but it was a year and a half and they'd be off to college or whatever they want to do.

The only question was YouTube. I knew it was a living if you could gain popularity and our school was pretty artsy and creative so what if they did make it? They wouldn't go to college and it would be 4 years of hell.

There was visiting and all that, but I just don't want them to forget me.

"(Y/n)?" I glanced down and I was on the stage with a script in my hands. How I got here was beyond me.

"Sorry, try again?"

Stay awesome!

~Calymari

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