So! How’s my life going?
It’s not that bad, though I wished it was better. So umm from the list I created I’ve managed to cross off a couple of things. It makes me happy to know that I am capable of so many things without my father, and yet I always decided to stay with him.
So I got a manager, his is Ronald, and he turned out to be an old friend of my grandmother. With the help of Ronald, I got an acting job, as a special guest in a tv show, and we did some grocery shopping, so that is 3 things crossed of the list.
Currently I am working on my college application to see which college will accept that daughter of famous rockstar Enoch Gunner, whom by the way, hasn’t communicated with his daughter.
Now I just have to prove the world that I am capable of being myself and get some sleep.
Easier said than done.
I was having lunch whilst watching some old re-runs of nickelodeon when my phone rang. I moved around and found it, answering it without even looking who was calling.
“Finally!” I heard Blaze’s voice exclaim.
“What?” I furrowed my eyebrows. “Finally what? You finally decided to see if I was alright?”
“What? NO!” Blaze shouted. “I can finally get your call! I’ve been trying to call your phone for the past three weeks and every time I tried it went straight to mail! Your dad is worried sick, we all are!”
“Yeah right.” I rolled my eyes. “Why are you calling Blaze?”
“You really don’t believe.” Blaze said surprised. “Your father said this was going to happen.”
“He knows me fairly well.” I remarked.
“I can’t believe that you would think for a minute, that I was going to forget about you.” Blaze said sounding hurt. “I have been trying to call you for the past three weeks, I tried text messages, everything but I couldn’t get them passed, and when I tried to your twitter and stuff, you haven’t been online since you left. I you opened your eyes, you would realise that your father is going nuts.”
“Well, he was the one who sent me away.” I stated. “And I am doing pretty fine on my own.”
“Esther please.” Blaze cried. “Look out the window.”
I furrowed my eyebrows but went over to the window and saw Blaze standing there, phone in his hand and a bouquet of flowers in the other. I dropped my phone and ran towards the entrance of the house, opening the door and running towards Blaze. I tackled him with a hug. I had missed him more than anyone.
“I’m sorry, but until now I managed to leave the tour.” Blaze said as he held me tighter. “Everyone misses you back.”
“I can’t go back.” I whispered. “I have my life here.”
“Esther, you have your life wherever.” Blaze sighed. “Please come back.”
“I won’t Blaze.” I cleaned a tear. “I do want to go back, but I want to make my own life, I don’t want to be known only for being Enoch’s daughter, or for being part of little Devil Five, which by the way isn’t a real band. I want people to know who Esther Gunner is, and what she is cape of doing.”
Blaze was about to open his mouth and speak when I heard a commotion on the front lawn, Blaze stepped aside and I saw a line of paps and reporters there.
What the hell?
I turned to the house and saw Ronald panicking. Oh bloody brilliant isn’t he?
“Run back inside the house.” I said to Blaze.
“What? Hell no.” Blaze said.
I rolled my eyes and started at the commotion, what the hell did this people want? I crossed my arms and put on my serious face. Out of the sea of people came out a man, his arms crossed and sunglasses covering his arms.
Who the hell is he?
“Esther Gunner.” The man said.
“You are?” Blaze questioned before me.
“Mr. Aden.” He replied. “From Collins University.”
“Huh.” I said. “I didn’t apply for your University.”
“I am very aware of that.” Mr. Aden said. “That’s why I have decided to come here and question you on the reason why you didn’t’ apply to it.”
“Oh well, you see Mr. Aden.” I started. “I wasn’t going to apply to any college, but as I decided I applied to the ones that had my area of desire.”
“So you are implying that my Universities doesn’t have them?” Mr. Aden questioned.
“Not really.” I replied. “I really didn’t like the programs you have.”
Blaze and I were laughing at the movie we were watching, and everything was hilarious after the fifteenth can of soda. He also told me about the tour without me, and how it was still funny, but that it was missing my sassiness and that my father was going crazy without me.
After the movie we lay down outside by the pool starring out at the sky and the starts that shone.
Maybe I was supposed to still be with my dad, but it was thrilling to be alone.
“I think I need to speak with my father.” I sighed.
“I think it would be nice.” Blaze played with my hair.
“Here goes nothing.” I sighed pressing my phone to my ear.
Family first isn’t it?