Within The Lights. (Series)

Chapter 23 - Time Out.

I threw my bag down on the floor and squeezed into the seat next to Ryan.

"We take off in 5." He said.

I nodded.

He sighed and looked out the window.

"No, i don't mean home. Ryan, I want to go back to Oklahoma."

10 days later, and here we are. On a plane set for Oklahoma City.

My mom obviously didn't mind me going back to OK for a few months, but Ryan wouldn't dare let me go  alone. I've never actually flown by myself, I've always had someone with me. Usually Cody... I fly far too often.

"You okay?" He asked.

I looked at him and raised an eyebrow. We're on a plane going to Oklahoma, and you ask if I'm okay.

"I mean with the flight. You okay, or do you want me to hold your hand?" He smiled crookedly.

I rolled my eyes at him. I'm 16 now, I think I'm old enough to fly without having a panic attack.

Alright, Time out for a second. Let me explain some things about myself, because I think it's been a little hazy so far.

I was born in Canada, but in Calgary, Alberta. I was adopted when i was around 1 year and a half. My real name is Mailynn Jones, but Monica shortened it to Macy when I moved in. I don't have much memory of my birth parents because I haven't seen them since then. Monica and Darrel, Ryan's parents, were maried until I was 11, which was why I lived in Oklahoma until then. When they split, the three of us (Me, Ryan and Monica) packed up and moved to Toronto. As far as I'm concerned, there wasn't much of a battle to keep me in the family after that because Monica works in the law buisness, so she was able to persuade child services not to rehome me. Plus, I'd lived with her for 10 years, it's not like I wanted to go.

But I'm not gonna go on calling her Monica. Just because my secret is out (sorta), doesn't mean I'm gonan stop.

Well, we moved to Toronto when I was 11, and Ryan was 13. He hasn't had any really close friends since we moved from OK. He's always had Alex, and he's been madly in love with her for as long as I can remember. He actually used to go down to OK every summer for 3 weeks, until, of course, he started his career. I don't know how long it's been since he's talked to Alex. He's 18 now. That's 3 years. Unless he texts her or something, but i don't know.

Come to think about it, I did have two really good friends back in Oklahoma City. Megan and Michael. They're both a year older than me, because I was a year ahead in school. You know, the whole genius thing. They were the only two friends I had in Oklahoma. Obviously everyone in my grade wasn't as accepting towards the little braniac who sits at the front of the class and gets straight A's. Unless you're Megan and Michael.

Well, when I moved back to Canada, I guess I cut contact with them. I made some new friends, and they just kinda faded. Maybe this is a good oppertunity to reconnect with them.

My dad also got a new girlfriend a year ago. Her names Hollie, I think. I've heard she's unbelievably sweet, so I'm looking forward to meeting her.

Okay, now that you understand my crazy, messed up life a little bit better, let's go back to reality, shall we?

Anyway, our flight was 2 and a half hours long. We took off at 7:09 AM, and it's 8:17AM right now. One hour down, half to go.

Ryan was asleep beside me, and I'd already seen the movie they were playing about a million times, so I took out my phone and started playing Angry Birds until the flight attendant walked past me.

"Excuse me, does this plane have wireless internet?" I asked.

She nodded and took my phone from my hands, signing into the wi-fi and handing it back to me.

"Thank you." I said.

I checked my mentions on twitter. Big mistake.

After about 20 minutes of browsing hate mail, i came across something. Apparantly Greyson's new song drops in a few weeks, and he's put out the lyrics to it.

Let's take a look, shall we?

Running away through the nights so black

the stars on my shoulder pulling me back

whispers of you ringing through my ears

trying to forget all the wasted tears 

and all your lies in your blue eyes

another day goes by

and all i can say is

oh, wish i could forget you ohhhbut you keep coming backyou’re running away through the nights so blackthe stars on your shoulder are puliing you backmaybe you can forget but i just can’t

one day i’m here and one day i’m theresomedays i wake up and i just don’t know wherei see the lights on the city streetsi’m wide awake while the world still sleepsin all my dreams the picture freezesand every night it’s always the same

oh, wish i could forget youbut you keep coming backyou’re running away through the nights so blackthe stars on your shoulder are puliing you backmaybe you can forget but i just can’t

no i just can’ti just can’t

running away through the nights so blackthe stars on my shoulder are pulling me backwhispers of you ringing through my earstrying to forget all the wasted tearswish i could forget you ohhhbut you keep coming backyou keep coming backwish i could forget youi jsut can’t

Perfect. Absolutley fucking perfect. If this was his revenge on me for attracting that swarm to him the other day, he's done an amazing job at it. The song was so obviously about me, even a blind and deaf person would be able to tell. And that certainly says a lot.

I got a new iPhone a few days after I broke the last one, so i wasn't about to break this one, too. So i turned it off and put it into my bag. And just in time too, because the pilot came over the intercom to inform us that we were about to touch down in Oklahome City.

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THE END

okay the first story of the series is done yayayayay  sorry i didn't warn you i wanted the sequel to be a surprise

dont worry though im including the sequel in this same story so the next chapter will start at either the prologue or chapter of "So Listen," part two of my "Within the lights" series. (This one.)

HOPE ALL MY LOYAL READERS ENJOYED THE FIRST PART OF "WITHIN THE LIGHTS"

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