(Elena’s POV)
It was 8:40PM, and I had nothing left to do but make the most of my last 2 weeks in Texas. I went over to Demetrie’s and tried to tell him the bad news after playing with video games and eating ice cream before dinner.
“So…when do you leave, El?” he asked, stuffing another spoonful of chocolate brownie ice cream in his mouth.
“Two weeks.”
“Oh, come on. It’s not gonna be that bad. Who knows? Maybe you’ll finally meet someone who’s more than just a pretty face.”
“No.” I faced him. “That’s not my point. What about you?”
“Don’t worry about me, Ellie. I’ll be fine. I’m sure I’ll find a way.”
He always seemed so confident. I’ve always wanted to be like Demetrie when I was a child. He knows how to live life, not like me.
“Besides, you’ve got that misunderstood guy too.”
“It’s MrMisunderstood. I barely know him. I can’t even imagine what he looks like.”
“Maybe you’ll meet him in New York.” he said with a grin curving up his face. Surprisingly, one curved up on my face as well.
“I hope so.”
I looked at my phone to see what time it was. “Shit! It’s 9:00. I gotta go. See you tomorrow.” I hurried up to the door, grabbed my sweater from the coat rack beside it and ran home.
As soon as I closed the door…
“Where have you been?! I’ve been worried SICK about you!” Christina yelled. Okay. Something…is not right with that sentence. I raised an eyebrow at her.
“Worried? You? Me?” Seriously?
“No. But I thought it would sound ‘cool’.” There we go.
“Are you gonna be doing that ‘til we move to New York?”
“Yeah. Get used to it.”
“Whatever you say, Christina.” I just rolled my eyes at her and climbed up to my room.
I opened Vocal Portal again to talk to MrMisunderstood30. He’s online everyday and it just makes me feel better to know that there’s finally someone I can talk to, besides Demetrie, who can make me feel better AND make me smile at the same time.
MrMisunderstood30: Feeling any better? :)
I sighed.
AngelInTraining07: I don’t know…
MrMisunderstood30: You have to find out sooner than later. I reckon you don’t have much time.
AngelInTraining07: Two weeks, to be exact.
MrMisunderstood30: You’re just gonna be moving to NY. I don’t think it’s really worth the fuss.
AngelInTraining07: Whose side are you on? =(
MrMisunderstood30: Oh, right. Sorry. I know your cousin’s there, and basically your whole life too. I understand you not wanting to pack your cases and journey to another different world.
AngelInTraining07: I love it here. Country life is refreshing and simple. City life is complicated and fuzzy. I don’t think I’m gonna cope up that easily.
MrMisunderstood30: Well, then I think it’s time for a change. You can’t stay a cowgirl forever, love. I think it’ll be good for you. :)
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Change of Direction (A Zayn Malik Fiction)
FanfictionOrdinary. That's Elena Tisdale. Always have been. She walks the path of an average 18 year old girl whose only objective is to just look ahead and walk without noticing the troubles in life. Her road is filled with curves and turns, that sometimes b...
