Now that I had friends to hang out with, winter break appeared to fly by. Whenever Mila and Rebecca weren't at work they were at my house. Mom and dad said they were happy we all made up and glad to see us back together.
Family from both sides began to pour in and we were thriving in the spirit of Christmas. Good food, family, friends and many game nights was so much fun. It was a really special holiday and made me even more aware of how much I missed home.
Sitting in the family room alone late one night I wondered if Blushington was really for me. Did I truly belong? I mean I was learning a lot but perhaps I should come home and continue my music studies in college.
I knew mom and dad wouldn't object if I thought it was best; but then the thought popped into my mind that I was just running away again. I pushed that errant thought back, but it just kept coming up.
I did have a tendency to run when the going got tough. And it wasn't that I wasn't willing to put in the work just that I didn't like confrontations. But I remembered confronting Mila and Rebecca and how everything worked out.
I must've stared into the fireplace so long I fell asleep. Mom woke me up in the morning and I helped her make breakfast for everyone. It was New Year's weekend and everyone was heading back home today.
I sat with my grandmothers while their respective cars were being loaded. They each encouraged me to continue in my studies at Blushington. They agreed that opportunities like this scholarship didn't always come around and I should make the most of it.
I hugged them and told them I loved them. Mom, dad and I all stood on the porch and waved goodbye to everyone. We talked about going to watch the New Year's festival on main street but decided to just stay in and watch the ball drop in Times Square.
Snuggled between the two of them that night I felt incredibly loved and thankful to have them both. I thought about how excited they were for me to get accepted into Blushington. As we counted down to a new year and they both kissed me on each cheek before kissing each other; I made up my mind to not only go back but to go back and get what was mine.
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