Twinkling Skies Tell No Lies.

Addison. The one word that describes her is passion. She's had her picture perfect musical life planed out since she was a little girl. She was prepared for anything life could throw at her. Until she found out something that would turn her whole summer around. What will happen when she's stuck in a new place, with new people and new opppertunities? Will her future change for the better or for the worst...
A tale of a 17-year-old trying to find herself. Wondering through the treacherous waves of when love, misfortune and family collide. For the 'Young Movellist Of The Year' contest.


2. Chapter Two.

After a good hour of searching through boxes to find clothes decent enough to be seen in, I grabbed my purse and was out the door. I hopped into ‘Sunny’ my car. Yes, my car has a name. I was in grade eleven just about to get my licence.  When the bus dropped me off I was face to face with the ugliest car I have ever seen. It was love at first sight. I always dreamed of having a car and the freedom I’d feel, so I didn’t give a crap that it was the colour of vomit or was missing a bumper and I took care of that car like it was my unborn child. We’ve been through a lot together, Sunny and I. Like the time that he stalled in the middle of Portage Ave. in Winnipeg, that was embarrassing. Or the time I rear ended a truck on the way to school... I apologised to Sunny for weeks, he finally forgave me.

            I pulled into my friend Hailey’s house where I asked all of my friends to meet me. There were about 5 cars lined down the empty summer streets. I could feel a chill race down my spine, but I’m not sure if it’s because I’m cold or just scared shitless. My vote goes too scared shitless. I pulled down the sun visor to check if my makeup had leaked at all and it seemed okay. I walked toward the house and up to the window that exposed the living room. I see all my closest friends. Ben, Greg and Eric were playing mini sticks in the hallway literally rolling on the floor laughing. Jen, Emma, Hailey and Bernadette were sitting on pillows beside the coffee table in a intense game of taboo. I can’t believe I have to say goodbye to this.

            I swung open the door and everyone’s eyes turned to me. I removed my jacket and hung it on the coat tree in the entrance and slipped of my shoes.

“Hey, Umm. I have to tell you guy’s something...” Oh god this is hard I can already feel my face turning red and salty tears escaping from my eyes. I looked to the ground and felt a strong pair of arms wrap around me, it was Ben. Believe it or not my best friend is a guy. Ben and I have been tied at the hip since we were in grade three when he stood up for me when I was getting picked on. He was always there for me when I needed to talk or I was just in desperate need of a hug. “I’m...” Oh my, just get it out. Everything will be okay. “I’m moving.”

“What? Are you serious?” said Ben. I saw his face lose its usual sparkle.

“When?” yelled Emma from the background.

“Tomorrow morning. My mom got an offer at a publishing company in London. They want to make her story into a book, but we have to move there.” I said choking back sobs. “I’m going to miss you guys so much you have no idea.” Suddenly I was part of a huge group hug. Everyone was crying, I could even swear I saw a tear drop from emotionless Greg’s eye. I’ve been with these people for as long as I can remember. Back when the coolest way to spend your Friday night was going to the rink to watch the boy’s play hockey or when we’d have Harry Potter marathons and pretend to cast spells on each other; using Wingardium Leviosa to steal the remote. Those were the days.

            As the night was coming to a close I was flooded with goodbyes, farewells and memories. Ben walked me out to my car, with his arm wrapped around my shoulders.

“I hope you know that I’m going to miss you the most,” said Ben rubbing the back of his neck like he does when he’s upset.

“I hope you know that I’m going to miss you the most. But don’t tell the girls.” I said winking my left eye poorly.

“Addie, you have to promise that you won’t forget about me.”

“How could I forget my favourite person in the world?” I giggled.

“Good point,” he said letting out a slight smile. He pulled me into a big bear hug and we just stood there in each other’s embrace for a good five minutes, forgetting the world, forgetting what was happening and getting lost in our emotions.

            I got in my car and inserted my Savage Garden CD so I could remember the good old days. I flicked the switch until I was at track three, “Truly Madly Deeply.” I remembered me and Bernadette making a dance routine to this song in Grade 5. We were jamming out to the lamest dance moves, pretending we were so cool and we of course were belting out “I want to stand with you on a mountain; I want to bathe with you in the sea. I want to lay like this forever, until the sky falls down on me” We sang until our throats were dry and my parents got home. We told them we were working out and never told a soul about our dance dates.

            I walked into the house and scanned the now close to empty room. I let my tears drip onto the floor keeping myself as quite as possible. I put my purse in the closet and went to my room. I braided my hair carefully to make sure that none of my curly uncontrollable locks could escape and lay down on my bed. I covered myself with my favourite fleece blue floral blanket that I probably will never get to sleep with again and drifted into a light sleep full of new beginnings and sad endings.

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