I'm an idiot I'm an idiot, Jules your such an idiot. Why the hell would you go and do that? What if it gets out at school? Oh my god. I catch my breath in my mouth and almost choke. I remember my dad yelling at me through the phone from the last tabloid that this was the last straw. If this whole thing gets out at school and ends up in the tabloids, that's the end of my dads career, the end of me. If this gets out we will have nothing. My dad will lose his job and we won't have any money. Next thing tomorrow morning I am going straight up to that douche bag and ask him what he wants in exchange for him not telling anyone about the little 'incident'
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"okay asshole, what do you want?" I ask jack when no one is around. "what the hell are you talking about?" he throws back at me. "you know, the 'incident' in the bathroom stalls, what do you want from me?" I say getting in his face. "oh, so your asking if I don't tell anyone about our little thing you'll do anything?" he says evil like. "yes, whatever just what do you want?" I sigh in frustration. "leave" is the one word I never though he'd say, leave? What the hell is he on about? "what the hell do you mean?" I ask angrily. "leave, you've been in my way ever since your dad became famous, oh look daddy's little girl messed up, she slept with another guy, well I'm sick of the shit. Leave and never come back, I never want to see your shitty little face again and if I do, our little secret? Will become the new headline in the tabloids got it?" he said fierce fully. What? Leave? And never come back? "can I at least tell Teagan that I'm leaving?" my voice cracks at the end. "no, and if you do I'll know" he said walking off. Oh my god, what have I done? From a night out with my girlie to never seeing any of my friends or family again all because off that asshole. But, if it saves my dads career and gets me off those bloody tabloids, I guess I'm all for it, I mean i saw this coming the day I would screw up and it will leave me being the loser for once.
That night I quietly started to pack my bags slipping in a silly photo of me and Teagan last. I sniffle and zip my bag shut grabbing my plane ticket I had already booked and walking out the door shutting it ever so slightly. I realize it's raining so I quickly wave my hand and a cab appears out of no where. "airport" I say bluntly. I look out the window knowing this is the last I will be seeing of new York, my birth place. But something inside me knows that this fresh start might be for the best, no crappy tabloids about me, no judgmental people just me being me, Juliet Holmes. I let a little tear escape my eye and take my glance away from new York which is disappearing behind me and look down at my plane ticket. Maybe England will give me a better future.
