Forgive and Forget

I promised myself I'd never fall-fall in love, but there's a magnet pulling me towards this boy and I don't know how to stop. One word whispered into my ear and I instantly would do anything and I mean anything for him.

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7. Departing

I can't even breathe in this room. Sweaty, dancing bodies attack me from all sides is what it feels like. A thick layer of humidity seems to fill the air. I have to make an effort to breathe normally. Every time I try to get up, I get knocked back down by some idiot that won't turn around to see I'm trying to leave here. I'm stuck with Colbie, at least for now. We don't try to make any more conversation, we just stare at each other. He whips his brown Bieber-styled hair as if in slow motion. I fiddle with me phone, peering over it every so often. It's not like I'm even using it.  Actually, I'm just on the lock screen. When it goes black, I just press the home button again and again and again.  
"How's home now that we've talked about mine?" asks Colbie to break the ice. 
"Fine, I guess. Nothing's changed. Same old town," nothing has truly changed. The sky is still blue, the grass is still green, and the sun still gives off yellow rays of heat. It's just-normal. The one thing that has changed is between Liam and me ish, but I don't dare bring that up. It's not necessary, I haven't even told my current day closest friends. That doesn't include Colbie, he ditched up for some fat, greasy Americans that sit on the couch with nachos, hotdogs, and popcorn while watching baseball. He probably hasn't walked anywhere since his move. Us in England walk wherever we go. Lazy Americans take a lot more buses, trains, and taxis. Don't get me wrong, we have those here too, but they're less frequently used. There's a low vibration and I feel the ship departing. Thank God. Some people go outside the club to watch the boat leave the people behind. I go to walk out, to my room, but a hand grabs my wrist. 
"Let go," I say to someone and I try to wiggle my hand free. 
"Please stay?" I recognize Colbie's voice. Why would he of all people want me to stay? I look over my left shoulder into his icy blue orbs, "Fine, but just for a minute."
He nods his head. All I want to do is leave. I sit back down on the gray curved couch and Colbie sits next to me. 
"What do you want?" I snap. 
"I just want to really know what life here is like now."
"As I said, same old same old."
"Really, give me the scoop of the people. Since I start the school soon, I want to know who's nice and who to stay away from."
"Why me?"
"Because you always know the gossip. It's not your fault you know it, but you do. I remember all those years back, you would read the teen magazines when you were six and recite facts to us about Jersey Shore."
"How do you remember that?"
"I don't know," Colbie says flashing his pearly whites. Gosh, he is irresistible. He pats my left knee with his right hand, "Please, please, please Annaleah?"
He keeps his hand there and I ignore it, whatever it can't be so bad telling him about everyone in our stupid grade. 
"So, Annie and Allie Neugborn are still really nice. So is Cassie Kane, Caroline Castle, Brooke Deane, and Jane Gesing. Annie Minaliga, Molly Mazabras, Zoe Jones, and Josie Bossidy are okay. Stay away from Emma Leddy, Reilly Krug, Lauren Seachen, and Sammi Smith. Happy?"
"Very," he says. I close my eyes. Why, I don't know. I just want to leave, I don't want to talk about the lame social ladder at school. In twenty years it won't matter how you hair looked, what jeans you wore, or how popular you were on an outdated ladder. What will matter is what you learned in school. Sounds lame, right? But that is one of the two things my mom always told me, besides "you've got brains in your head and feet in your shoes, you can steer yourself in any direction you choose." That's said by Dr. Seuss. Kinda the same. 
"Bye now," I say finding a gap in the people and walking out into salty air without looking back. 

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AUTHOR'S NOTE

So first of all, I want to thank all of you who entered the competition. I can see all the effort you all put in and I got about fifty entries. Though they were all amazing, not one has made me stop and be like "this has to be the one." Some people have also commented on this, though I deleted them, saying that it's hard for them to write a chapter on such a short notice. So as of now, the contest ends October 20, like before. But now, you can email me or tell me to read a specific movella of yours. If I still can't find someone after the deadline, I will comment on people's stories asking them if they'd like to work with me. Love you all and thank you for your support! <3

-Trudi

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