"Kara! Get down here!" my dad yells from down stairs. I have been sitting on my bed for hours, deciding what I'm going to do and I still have no clue. By now it is 10, I'm surprised he is calling mw down this late.
I run down the stairs and into my living. My dad is sitting in his chair, but he is not slouched like he usually his. "What do you want?" I snap.
"I called your mother," oh no. When he says "your mother" that usually means something bad. "And we have decided to send you to a boarding school. You will not be aloud to leave except when your mother and I pick you up. You will NOT be able to see Josh until you graduate."
No. No this isn't happening. I'm dreaming. I have to be. I'll wake up in a minute an everything will be fine. I tell myself this, but I'm a terrible lier. I shake my head fast trying to forget what is happening. "Why? Why cant you just leave us alone? I am 16. You cannot tell me who I can and cannot date," I raise my voice with the anger bubbling inside me. "You cant keep us apart! Ughhhhh... why?" I feel tears form in the corner of my eyes and I wipe them away with my hand.
"You don't understand Kara... there are things that you don't understand," my dad's brown hair looks a little grayer and his green eyes look a little duller. His voice is stern, but his face looks tired and sad.
"NO you don't understand! We like each other!" I cant help, but scream. The anger explodes through me when I talk and it gives me the energy to keep talking, and not fall apart.
"You leave tomorrow at 4:00 You only need some clothes, your tooth brush, and any personal belongings that you might want," I hear him, but the words do not register in my mind. The only thing I can think about is Josh. I cant see myself going almost 2 years without seeing him. We are too close. I'll go crazy!
"No," is all I can say. I turn around and run back upstairs. I fall on my bed and bury my face in my pillows. Tears stream down my cheeks. I would love to talk to Josh about it, but he said he had to go earlier and he hasn't texted since.
I cry for a while. My face feels puffy from the tears. I roll on my back and stare at the ceiling. What I would give for everything to be okay. But it isn't. Nothing is okay. My alarm clock tells me it is 12:56. I reach over and turn off my light. I am tired of crying, so I'm going to sleep. I shut my eyes and in moments I am out.
I wake up the next morning feeling like crap. My head aches, and my face is sore from crying. I sit up and walk to my dresser to pick out clothes. I grab a pair of skinny jeans, a black tank top, a see through white V-neck, a pair of white socks, and a black zip- up jacket. I take the clothes to the bathroom and set them on the sink. I turn the shower on and step in. The water is warm and silky on my skin. It makes me feel better. I wash my hair with shampoo and conditioner. Then I get the soap and wash off. When I am done I get dried off and get dressed. The shirts are tight showing just how skinny I am. I have always been skinny, but after my lack of eating lately, I have lost weight. The skinny jeans fit tightly, but they allow me to move freely so they're okay. I grab my black brush and run it through my hair. For a second I fell like I am back a Josh's house. Happy. Then I am reminded that I have to leave. I have to go live at a stupid boarding school. I look at the golden strands that almost fall to my butt. It is the only part of me that I absolutely love.
I walk back to my room and grab my phone. I go to my contacts and hit send next to the name Josh Campbree. It rings 3 times before he answers.
"Josh," I sigh.
"Kara what's going on. Apparently your dad called my parents and told them about us. They came home but... I don't understand. How would your dad have my parents number?"
"I don't know Josh... but I'm leaving... I have to go to a boarding school." tears run down my cheeks as I tell him. "They wont let me go anywhere unless my parents pick me up. We wont be able to see each other..."
"What? No, no your not."
"I wish I wasn't," I cry harder.
"Shit Kara. You cant leave..." his voice is full of disbelief.
"I know Josh... but I am... and I have to tell you something."
"I love you."
"I love you too... you know I do... I always have," his words should make me feel better, but they don't. They make me want to die right here and forget everything that is happening.
"I have to leave at 4."
"Then I'm coming over," he insists.
"I doubt my dad will let you in."
"He'll let me. I'll make him."
"At this point that's okay," I sigh.
"I'll see you then. I love you."
"I love you too."
I hit end. I do not want to start packing because that means that I have given up. That I have excepted that I have to leave and I have not given up. I wont give up. Never. I am going to find out why my dad does not want me to date Josh. But I do have pack unless I want to leave here with nothing. I will have to get a picture of Josh. Just then I here a beep. I walk over to my bed where my phone is. A light on my phone glows blue. A text message. I lift it up and look at it. It is from Josh. I click on it. A picture of him pops up. He is smiling big. This must have been a picture that he took awhile ago cause he cant be that happy now. Man it feels like he can read my mind. I shake my head and save the picture. A smile spreads across my face as I look closer at the picture. Man he is hot.
I set my phone down and walk to my closet. I grab a huge black and white bag. I walk over to my dresser and start my packing. I shove a black, a white, and a gray tank top in my bag. I also grab a sky blue v neck with purple swirlies, a red and white striped long sleeve, a plain white t-shirt, a light pink tank top a little thicker than my other ones, and another handful of other shirts that I didn't care to pay attention to. I grab 3 pairs of skinny jeans, one of them are light, another one is medium, and third a pair that are close to back. I see a pair of flairs and grab them too, they have a few holes. I walk over to my nightstand where I keep my underclothes. I grab 7 pairs of underwear, one for every day of the week, 4 bras, and a mixture of black and white socks. Now only my jackets. I walk back over to my closet. I choose my black northface jacket, a light jean jacket, a tight purple and black Nike jacket, and a gray sweatshirt. Shoot, my sweat pants! I walk lazily back over to my dresser and grab a pair of black sweatpants, gray sweatpants, and soft, fuzzy blue night pants. Step one of packing done.
Now for things that I have to have. My brush, my toothbrush, my phone, the charger, my computer, my 200 dollars, jewelry, ear buds, and some books. I rummage through, my room and the bathroom to find these things. Once I find them all I put them in my back, everything except my phone. I leave it out beside my bag. I am done with stage 2 of my packing. Now time for three.
This is the stage I have been dreading. Calling Christina. She is the only friend that I have to call. No one else cares. I do not want to go to a school where neither of my friends will be. Josh and Christina will not be with me. I will not be able to see them for almost 2 years. Well 2 more months of this school year and then 12th grade. I call Christina. It rings 1 time before she answers.
"Where did you go after the party?" she asks excitedly.
"Josh took me to his house cause I was drunk and i couldn't remember my address. And yes we are dating..." I answer shyly.
"OH MY GOD!!! I never thought this day would come. My bestie as a boyfriend!"
"Yeah well... look I gotta tell you something... important."
"What could be more important than this?"
"I have to go to a boarding school for the rest of the school year and next year," I force the words out.
"What? Why?" her excited tone vanishes.
"My dad found out I was dating him and he flipped out. Him and my mom decided to send me to boarding school. I'm not aloud to leave unless one of my family members comes and picks me up."
"All of this over a boyfriend? For gods sake you're 16!" she exclaims.
"I don't think its just that. There's something they aren't telling me," I shake my head even though she cant see me.
"That is stupid!!! Whatever "reasons" they have they need to get over it."
"I know. I don't want to leave Christina," I whimper.
"Wow. I never thought I would have to say goodbye to my best friend for a year and a half," her voice shakes like she might cry.
"I'm going to come over."
"Looks like you Josh have the same plan," I smirk.
"Okay just one question."
"Did you guys kiss," her excited tone is back.
"Yes... like three times," I laugh.
"And...? Give me the deats," she laughs too.
"It was wonderful... I really like him."
"That's good. You deserve someone."
"I'm going to come over at 2," she says.
"Well I have to leave at 4."
"See ya then."
"Bye," we say at the same time.
I hang up the phone and put my head in my hands. No more crying. I sit there and put myself back together. I cant fall apart. It is 1:30 so I only have a half hour before she gets here and I don't know when Josh will be here, so I decide to eat. I will have to go down stairs and see my dad. Great. But I cant hide from him forever and I need to try to find out more information. Even if it involves some lying and sneaking around.
Okay so this was a really long chapter. Probably the longest I have written in any of my books. You learn something important in this chapter. Kara is leaving! Comment what you think, like, and add it to your favorites if you like it! Thank you for reading. :)