Picture of Jordan above ^
Dedicated to Elmariarchi ❤ (The best friend)
When I'm with you, I'm standing with an army.
~Ellie Goulding, Army.
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I wake up next day , the D day, right on time.
I am very much particular about such matters. Call me a freak , I don't care. (Maybe I do)
Anyways , where was I ? Oh yes. I wake up. Brush my teeth, shower, comb my hair, wear my clothes, the usual. I'm pretty boring. Don't expect any hilarious anecdotes by me. Well, after that I recheck my belongings and my passport, which I already have thanks to my mom who once took me to India to pay my respects to Vaishno Devi up in the mountains of the North. Well, my passport had pretty much expired since then, but Jordan had helped me to renew it regularly.
After mentally cross checking if there's anything else I have left out, ............. HOLY MOLY MY GUITAR!!!!!!!
I rush to get it from under the bed and place it beside my suitcase.
"Jordannnnnnnnn"
"Yeah?" He comes in with tea.
"Help me. You take the suitcase and I carry the guitar. Help me find a taxi and drop me to the JFK."
"Sod off!" He rolls his eyes and starts walking away.
I pull him by his collar and smack his head "Your best friend is going away and this the least you can do. No excuses J."
"Hey come on ! You are perfectly capable of doing that yourself. Don't make me go with you. I have work to do anyways."
"Tell Paul to cover for you. Please Jordan. For me. Please?" I make those puppy eyes or whatever and look at him in a highly romantic way. Not that it would have any effect as he was so gay.
Still, worth a shot.
"No no don't make those eyes, it won't work. But.........since you are like a little sister and also my bff, oh well!"
"THANKS A TON!" I breathe out in relief. "Okay so let's go. Its already 8. I don't want to miss the flight."
J sighs and lifts the suitcase and walks ahead of me nodding his head slightly.
I roll my eyes, lock the door and follow after him with my guitar.
It took freaking thirty five minutes for us to find a cab. Urgh traffic gets in my nerves in a way nobody can fathom.
When we do find an empty cab, we realise that the seat is broken.
Well.
No.
Shit.
" Stop fuming Cass, just get the heck in. You cannot do anything. "
It is true. I am fuming. With devious rage. I have a feeling this day will not be my best of days.
Turns out I was right.
As the airport comes to view, I get excited. Well its natural as this is going to be so fun.
Except.....
I don't know how on earth will I cope up with my existing money. I need to look for a part time job there.( I know its a travel destination but this novel is a work of imagination. So bear with me.) Probably something to do with music. I hope I will be able to survive there with no friends. I wish Jordan was with me there. He is my only friend and I can only talk to him freely and openly. I have so much trouble making conversations with other people. I don't know what to say and stutter a lot. I'm beautifully horrible at socialization. My only hope is that this Adonis Whateverhissurnameis is not a pain to live with. I won't be conversing much but it would be easier and less weird and awkward if he was decent. As for me, I will try my level best to stay out of everyone's way and form my own comfort bubble.
Jordan breaks my string of thoughts. "Cass, come on get going! You are going to miss the plane if you do not get your heavy ass up!"
Did he just say heavy ass!
"I do not have a heavy ass! " I say enraged.
He just rolls his eyes and motions me to get down.
Huffing I get down and collect my suitcase and guitar. Jordan looks at me "the bills on me."
"J this is not a date and I'm not a boy so just let me pay my own fare. I'm perfectly capable of doing that myself." I sigh. This is so typical of him.
"Look, you are going away on holiday for the first time on your own and besides you are struggling with cash. Just let me pay this time." He pleads.
"Fine. Thanks by the way." I sigh and let him.
He pays the fare and asks the driver to wait as he was to go back home in the same taxi.
He faces me and I'm surprised to see specks of tears in his eyes.
Oh Jordan!
"I'm going to miss you just a tad bit above saturation point" he says with a sniff.
Enough with the chemistry.
Note the irrelevant pun.
"And I'm going to miss you ------------ ah forget it. I'm not going to miss you." I say jokingly.
"Wha- hey!!!!!" He pouts.
Oh my god he is such a baby.
Big baby boy, no wait man!
Big Baby Man
BBM
Wow I got him a new nickname.
"You know I'm going to miss you. I don't have any other choice too. You are about the only person I know BBM." I smirk.
"BBM!!! What the heck is that ?" He asks.
"My new nickname for you J. Big Baby Man!"
"I pay your fare and take care of you and this is your return gift to me Cassandra!!?" His eyes become wide and wild.
"Yes!" I say gleefully and without warning, I pull him for a tight loving hug.
He relaxes into my arms and tightens his grip around me and whispers "will miss you everyday sweetheart. I love you."
I smile through his curly brown hair and say "me too Big J , me too. I love you so freaking much. You are my only family."
It seemed like a long hug and we finally pull ourselves apart after the driver clears his throat and looks at us pointedly.
"We'll, goodbye then. We will talk everyday." He says.
"Yeah. Goodbye BBM !!!" I wink.
He rolls his eyes gives me a last goodbye smile and gets into the taxi and drives away.
I take in a deep breath and head towards the terminal.
Here we go!
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Okay, so this was my third chapter. Not too long. Unfortunately I just had to end it here or else the next part would be too long.
Let's see how this story goes.. Its actually based on a dream I had and I kind of fell in love with that dream. I just can't get it out of my head. So I though oh well let me just turn it into a book! 👀👀👀👀
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