Disney World is supposed to be the happiest place on earth. When Isabella goes to Orlando, Florida with her three friends and boyfriend as their senior trip, happiness starts to crumble. Bella always thought the most important thing in the world was...
I'm glad not to run into my friends at the airport, or when I board the plane. For once I'm happy to be alone. I'm seated by a window next to an older woman. As we take off, I put in my earbuds and start my Disney playlist. The first song to come on is Can you Feel the Love Tonight, and I quickly skip it for reminding me of Eric. I'm missing him already...
I reach into Eric's jacket pocket and pull out the drawing of the two of us. He really is talented, I hope he gets into the college program.
Once the plane lands, I call my mom to pick me up. I still don't want to face everyone. I'm sure they all hate me. I stuff Eric's jacket into my bag before going outside.
"How was the trip?" My mom asks as I climb into the car. "Was Disney as amazing as you hoped?"
"Yeah, it was great," I half lie. Some parts were great while others were awful. I force a smile as I tell her all of the good things that happened, leaving out anything to deal with Dylan and I breaking up. I don't mention Eric either.
Lady whimpers in excitement of seeing me when I walk into my house. She reminds me of wanting to be a veterinarian, and I tell my mother about my dream job.
"Oh, I'm so happy you've found your calling, Bella," She engulfs me in a hug, "You're going to be a wonderful vet."
After taking some more, she helps me apply to Penn State to major in biology for next year. When my dad gets home from the grocery store, we tell him everything as well.
"Dylan was good to you, right?" My dad asks me.
I curl my mouth into yet another fake smile, "He was great, dad." As soon as I take my last bite of dinner, I run up to my room and unpack. My phone keeps ringing nonstop as I do my laundry. Eric hasn't stopped ringing my phone off the hook since I got home.
I can't talk to him, it will just make me regret leaving him more than I already do. I turn my phone off and try to forget about him.
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It takes me a whole week to gain the courage to talk to Sylvie. I meet her at a nearby Dairy Queen and buy her a banana split to try and make it up to her. We share the dessert in silence until I speak up, "Sylvie."
"Let me talk first," she says surprising me, "I'm so sorry Dylan broke up with you. I know him acting weird and ending things with you made you want to get away from everything."
I interrupt her, "No, Sylvie, I-"
"Let me finish." She pleads. I sit there silently, not wanting to make her angry. "I wasn't the greatest friend. I should have told you that just the two of us could have hung out away from the group. And the pills..."
I look at the ground, avoiding eye contact. "I wanted to tell you... I was just scared."
"Scared of what, Bella? I'm your best friend."
"I didn't want everyone to think of me differently okay? I didn't want to be the girl who can't calm herself down without medication."
I almost get up and leave, but Sylvie reaches across the table and grabs my hand, "You're not the girl with anxiety, you're still Bella to me. The girl who loves Disney world with all of her heart, and never wants to grow up, my best friend." She let's go of my hand and takes a bite of the banana split. "Now tell me about Peter Pan."
I tell her everything. From running into Eric, all the way to him asking me to stay with him, and me leaving him standing there looking heart broken.
Sylvie leans back in her chair when I finish, "Wow... so, why didn't you stay? I mean you obviously like him."
"I do not!" I try to hide my blush. "Dylan and I just broke up, how could I like someone that soon?"
She shakes her head, "You're so oblivious to your own feelings, Bella. You never stopped him from holding your hand, and you kissed him for crying out loud!" A few people look over at us because of Sylvie's obnoxiousness.
"Shhh," I smile as I hush her, "Yes, I kissed him, but..." I can't find the right words to say. I reach into my pocket and pull out the folded drawing that I've been carrying around everywhere. I unfold it as show it to Sylvie. "I do like Eric," I whisper under my breath.
"See, me and that James guy told you so." Hmm... yeah, she's right.
Everything is okay with me and Sylvie, now I just have to talk to Dylan and Mia.
• • •
It takes me another whole week to think of everything I want to say to them. Eric has stopped trying to contact me, and I still don't know how to tell him I like him. I'm not sure I even should.
When I finally drive over to Dylan's house, I'm actually not nervous. I we're both to blame for our fall out.
As I suspected, both Dylan and Mia open the door. "Hi, can we talk?" I ask.
Mia looks to Dylan, "I'll let you two talk."
She tries to walk out of the house past me, but I stop her. "Wait, I was actually hoping to talk to both of you.
Mia goes somewhere else in the house while I talk to Dylan in the living room alone. I apologize for not being with everyone during our vacation and for not talking about my feelings. He apologizes too for pushing me away and for what he said to me before leaving Orlando. We decide to try and stay friends.
When it's time for me to talk to Mia, it's kind of awkward. "I'm sorry," we both blurt out at the same time.
We laugh, "You first," she tells me.
"I'm sorry we've never gotten along all of these years," I pause, "I think I've just always been jealous of you honestly."
She looks at me surprised, "Jealous of me? How?"
"You're so confident in yourself and life. You've always known exactly what you want to do and who you are," I admit.
She shakes her head, "I've always been jealous of you and of your relationship with Dylan. You two are so different, but still the two of you worked for three years. I always wondered why he didn't choose me over you."
She was jealous of me? "You two seem to fit together better than him and I ever did. I'm happy for you two and I mean it," I smile to prove my point. I am truly happy for them.
"So, friends?" She asks.
"Friends." I leave Dylan's house unhappy, even though I should be glad I fixed everything with my friends. Eric is probably done with all of my games I've been playing. How can I even tell him I like him after ignoring him for weeks?
When I get home I decide to tell my mom about Eric, and the truth about Disney. She's really understanding and surprises me with an envelope when we finish talking. "This came in the mail today."
I take the envelope addressed to me in my hands. It's from The Disney College Program. I hesitantly open it...
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I'm so sorry this chapter took so long. I'm now in my third term of college and it's intense. But, I can officially say this story is completely finished ☺️ the last chapter and epilogue will be posted in the next week.
Also, sadly I will not be going to Disney World in February due to school which sucks. My family is planning a trip to go in 2020 for Halloween or 2021 for the 50th anniversary the week of my birthday 💙
Here's a pic of my Star Wars waffles from Hollywood studios last year
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