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emma

graduation day was all i expected it to be. me and my friends hugged and cried and took photos that would conclude our highschool years, its sad leaving friendships behind. something j realized was growing up was happening weather i wanted it to or not. that means making my own decisions, and flying to zion the next week was one i had all my faith in.

the airport chilled me. many people roamed around while i sat againt one of the few available walls waiting to board my flight. parents weren't allowed past security so we had already said our goodbyes. we didn't cry we just hung out for a bit and promised to keep in touch.

zion said there would be a car for me and when i arrived at his house there will be a key under the mat. los angeles was already different, just the smell of the airport left that thought.

theres a moment as i walk to the baggage claim that i almost feel regret.  i mean what if i can't adjust to this? i'm stuck here the rest of summer. i shake it off and look for the blue suitcase i packed my summer in. i collect it, and theres a big sign that reads my last name big and bold. this feels like the movies.

its a woman and she has red hair with deep skin and a bright smile. "hi." i greet softly, unsure of what to do.

"hi emma?" she questions with a positive tone.

"yeah."

"nice to meet you, ill be driving you today." we begin to walk and we keep the conversation light all about where im from and what LA is like.

when we pull up to the house, the one zion and his friends live in im shocked that its almost new normal. when i step out of the car, the air doesn't smell of city. the key is under the mat just as zion said it would be. i unlock the door and next zion to let him know im here. he's so excited and it makes me nervous. what if its awkward?

theres a note on the table, one i prefer to keep to myself due to the words he used that played with my heart a bit. i have to admit i've always had a crush on zion, but i'm just unsure of it.

i sit in the living room alone and look around. a new chapter.

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