Don't Forget Me Cal

Chapter One; Here I Go Again

*TO LIVE IS JUST TO FALL ASLEEP TO DIE IS TO AWAKEN!!!*

My alarm clock woke me to the sound of Pierce The Veil in the morning. I kept slapping my alarm clock to shut it off but it would'nt shut up so I unplugged the cord. "Callie!!!" called my mother, "Callie!! Dear, we're going to be late to the studio!"   I sighed. I forgot, Saturdays I have to sacrifice with helping my mom teach 5 years old's how to dance as in do ballet. I get up quick and brush my teeth. After I'm done with that I shower and get dressed. There was a bathroom next to my room because my mother didn't like the idea of sharing a  bathroom even though she had to share me with my father. When I got dressed my boyfriend Jake texts me. I looked at my phone:

Jake: Hey do you want a ride to the studio today?

My reply: No thnks i'll just catch 1 with my mother but thnks

I got into a relationship because my mother told me that I'll be staying with her for a while longer because my father's baking company got into a fire and was being rebuilt. I was ten then, and now I'm 17 so it took a good 7 years and my father still hasn't asked for me back so I guessed he didn't need me anymore. I rush downstairs while putting on some flats. My mother looked at me up and down when I reached the kitchen. My dark brown hair was in a ponytail, I was wearing black tights and a white t-shirt that said: BVB Army, and I wore my black flats that my mother gotten me recently to teach kids in the studio. "Callie.... Can you get your tap shoes we're going to teach the girls how to tap-dance today, okay?" she said. I nodded and ran back upstairs to get my shoes. 

When I came back down my mother was sitting on a chair at our small wooden table. Her sand blonde hair was in a bun, she was petite. She wore a thin black sweater, a white shirt, her black tights, and her black dance shoes with her purse in hand holding her tap shoes. "Okay so lets go." my mother said. I nodded. 

When we made it to the studio and walked in the girls were all crowding around some man. Their pink tutu's and black tutu's were surrounding the area. "Are you really her father?" said one little girl to the man. I couldn't see him well as his back was turned to me. "Do you really own a bakery in Australia?" another asked. 

I realized who it was. My father. 

I rush past my mother as she also figured who it was. I checked my phone , it didn't beep the notification that I got a text. I checked it anyway:

Jake: Callie I'm sorry. Your father called me up and he said you were leaving I'm sorry. Anyways my mum is taking me to boarding school in America. I think... I think we should break up.. I'm sorry. Your going to be in Australia and I'm going to be in America. Please forgive me.

I reread the text. How can my father tell my boyfriend that I'm leaving but not me. That was so stupid. I walked back into the studio. "Callie darling, hey how are you?" asked my father. I always called my father: dad. But I didn't. He was so pathetic. Its like: You leave your daughter for 7 years and then you tell her boyfriend to break up with her because you decide you want to take her away. "I'll start packing up father." I said. My mother drove me home to pack my things. Who knew how long I'll be gone. One minute I had a boyfriend the next he asked if I needed a ride and then five minutes later he breaks up with me. I packed all my stuff. I went downstairs to say bye to my mother. Then I looked at my father he was already here to collect me and take  me off to Australia. "Bye mum." I say. I hug her my mother gasps a little. I never call her mum and we never hug. Atleast I didn't say: Bye mommy I love you. Because that would've gave her a heart attack. 

Me and my father left to the airport. A ride to Sydney, Australia to London, United Kingdom would take about 22 hours. 

So once we aboard the plane I take a sleeping pill and slept and slept. When I woke we had 10 hours left. My father was snoring softly beside me. I checked my phone another text from Jake:

Jake: Look I'm very sorry. Honestly I am. Your mum told me you already left. I'm sorry. 

My reply: Yeah okay. Bye.

Well ten more hours til my other life.....