Reach for the Stars

Ch. 2 - City Life

With a heavy heart, Woody finally finished writing the long letter he planned to leave behind. It felt wrong for him to leave without saying his goodbyes and to confront them at a time like this wasn't the best option. The male looked down at his suitcase filled with his important belongings, raising up the handle as he began moving towards the small kitchen.

He observed around the house for the last time and noticed a small framed picture hanging on the wall. His smile saddened at the sight of a small Jesse and himself holding up a piece of wheat while posing beside a cow.

Of course, he included Jesse in the letter he had written. It was all going too fast. He was leaving a childhood friend and his family behind. The farmer finally made his way into the warmth of their kitchen, glancing at the wooden table that stood directly in the middle.

Looking down at the letter in his hand one last time, he placed the white sheet of paper on top of the table until suddenly he heard the sound of the clock ticking. He needed to start moving or else he'd be running late to his flight.

Woody gripped the handle of his suitcase and quietly left the small cottage while a single tear slid down his cheek.

- Timeskip -

The noises of hushed whispers and mumbling had awoken Woody from his deep slumber. At first, he didn't recognize where he was but soon recalled being inside the bus to arrive at his new place the company had checked for him. He had accidentally fallen asleep after staying up in the plane for so long.

His brown eyes peered out the window beside him as he looked around the area. He had never seen so many people, cars, and buildings surrounding each other.

The sight was outstandingly pretty and excitement fluttered in his chest. He would have his own space, meals, job, and most importantly he could be able to find someone to love.

The big bus soon came to a stop and the driver spoke up, "Here's the last stop for the day. Please watch your step when exiting the bus."

Woody stood up from his seat while letting the old lady beside him exit the bus first. He grabbed the tip of his cowboy hat and gave the bus driver a nod. "Have a nice day, pal!"

The man flashed him a smile and could only hum in response. He made his way out of the bus and looked down at the slightly crushed letter. The address was written in a gold print and the apartments in front of him seemed to be his destination.

He walked into the complex and noticed how empty it was. Maybe everyone's at work? He thought to himself as he strolled down the hallways while having no clue where to go. I might as well go back to the lobby.

While retracing his steps, he looked down at the patterned floor. He was too spaced out to notice a potato walking in the same direction as him. With a loud 'oof', their bodies collided with each other.

"O-Oh! I'm so sorry, I wasn't lookin' where I was goin-" The good looking potato head interrupted him and let out a small grunt. "Don't apologize young man. I should be the one apologizing. I wasn't looking where I was going, my mistake."

Woody felt his cheeks turn pink and awkwardly scratched the back of his neck "It's fine.. I'm still sorry though, I wasn't looking either."

While Woody was apologizing, the old man took a glance down at the letter in the farmer's hand. The writing and stamp inside the letter looked extremely familiar to him.

His eyes glistened as he managed to recognize the gold print. "Excuse me-, is that letter from 'Lightyear Electronics' company?" The older man mumbled while pointing at the white letter in Woody's hold.