If Dreams Were Stars

How We Cope With Grief

"Lets go!" , Ivy's best friend , Ridge shouted from downstairs as she signed , being dragged into his antics.

"It's not such a good idea.." , She hesitated and he laughed.

"Is little Ivy scared?" , he said and She groaned.

"I hate that name , Ridge.. Specially when YOU call me that.." , She said coming down the stairs , and taking in what a mess downstairs was.

"What did you do to this place?!" , She said horrified as he shrugged.

"Food!" , he exclaimed holding up a candy bar.

She looked at him as he grinned cheekily.

He had short brown hair which was cut unevenly , by himself. He had pitch black eyes and a scar on his chin , while he wore a black leather jacket and a brown shirt with some combat pants and long , black boots.

"Are you going to murder someone?" , She questioned , straightening a lamp and he laughed.

"Nah.." , he shrugged and grinned. "Coming?" , he said tucking the candy bar into his jacket.

They were both freshman , going to an Ivy League school in NYC. The city of lights.

"Why not?" , She smiled as I allowed herself to be dragged into the night , by Ridge.

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What felt like years later , Ivannah Van Delacroix woke up.

"God.." , She said and immediately felt a rush of nausea hit her and went to the bathroom hunched over in pain , vomited.

"IVANNAH!" , my grandfather called out and She cursed , mainly at the sunlight and his loud voice.

"What. Did. You. Do. Last. Night?" , he said punctuating very word and she signed.

"Sorry.." , She said as She rubbed her forehead.

"Drinking isn't the solution when your parents die.." , she let out an angry growl and looked up.

"Don't talk about them.." , she said and he signed. "I'm sending you somewhere.. away from your 'friends'" , he said making air quotes , "A boarding.. You leave tomorrow. Pack up.." , he said before leaving the grand room.

Ivy was speechless for a moment before James , the butler came beside her.

"Are you alright?" , and she nodded my head and ran to my room , rewinding her life before the madness.

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"Come on.. " , my Mom said as she smiled while Dad picked up his keys and we got into the car and began driving. It wasn't long before I caught on.

"We're going to DISNEY WORLD!" , I exclaimed as I recognized the familiar route to Florida.

"We hope you're not too old for this , baby girl.." , my Dad chuckled behind the wheel and I laughed. "I'm 16 , Dad! Don't call me a baby! And I'm never old for Disney Land on my birthday!" , I said joyously and he laughed.

After about an hour of driving , we stopped at a deserted petrol pump. Across the street from it was a grocery store.

"Baby girl , can you get us some snacks?" , Dad asked as he handed me 10 dollars and I laughed.

"Red-Vines?" , I said , teasing him and he laughed and ruffled my hair , and then went inside the shop to get somebody to help him. Dad was rubbish with petrol pumps.

"Look both sides when you cross the road.." , my Mom said before I laughed and pushed back a lock of her strawberry hair. "I know , dude" , I said and she smiled and kissed my forehead.