Love Story

 

I was sitting in my window seat in my room. God I loved that window seat, the sun would shine just right and I could curl up comfortably with a book no matter the weather. Today happened to be a sunny spring day. I liked these the most. The sun warmed my slight figure as I finished the last of my reading assignment, early as usual.

 

            This one happened to be Romeo and Juliet, and I devoured it readily. I thought of my friend Tom, who I secretly liked, as my Romeo, coming valiantly to greet me. My eyes took in the words as hungrily as a lion just after a big kill. My heart soared with tales of true love and sacrifice. I happen to be the biggest romantic to have ever walked the earth…I just love mushy crap like that…

 

            My mom walked in a few minutes after I turned the last page.

                        “Hello sweetie!” she said excitedly, hopping onto my bed. My mom just happens to be cool like that. She’s a happy person for the most part, and we got along pretty well.

                        “Hey what’s up Mom?”

                        “We’re moving.”

                        “What?!”

                        “Yeah! It was a last minute thing, but we’re moving to South Carolina! Your father was just there for a business trip and told me how great it was, so we bought a house there before he got back.”

 

            I stood there frozen. My mom had a look of anticipation on her face, waiting for my response.

                        “C’mon Leila, it won’t be that bad.”

            I guessed the look on my face must have been worse then I thought. I just turned back to my window and looked out to our green back yard. I heard my mother sigh and close the door behind her. How could I leave my princess room, with its bright blue walls and arched ceiling? How could I leave the safety of my window seat? Would Carolina have a yard like our own? Somehow I didn’t think so.

 

            The for-sale sign went up the next day, and I could barely look at it. I didn’t talk of the move at school, but people soon found out when passing by my house. My friends tried to console me but I was beyond comfort. I just didn’t want to think about it. The pain that hurt me the most was of leaving Tom. The thought of never seeing his face again sent daggers through my fragile teenage heart.  

 

            We were to make the big move about three months after we sold our home. As I suspected, the house sold quick. Now some other family was to enjoy the house I grew up in, and my princess room with the window seat.

 

Our house was in a perpetual state of mess. Clothes and things were scattered here and there in various boxes. You couldn’t find a pair of earrings without stumbling on a china set or someone’s underwear. The day for us to leave came closer and closer, and the sickening feeling in my stomach grew worse and worse until finally the day was here. My mom quickly gave up talking about anything move-related to me, knowing she probably wouldn’t get an answer. I refused to think about it when I didn’t have to, which was pretty hard, considering the boxes seemed to be growing out of the floor, multiplying each day and piling up in every nook and cranny of our once clean and beautiful home.    

 

            On my last day at my old school, I was a walking ghost. I floated through the hallways as if I wasn’t really there. My dad was to pick me up after school and I willed the clock to stand still, but that damn thing never does what I tell it to.

 

            I was cleaning out the last of my things from my locker when Tom walked up to me.

                        “Hey, Leila, why are you taking out all of your stuff?”

                        “Didn’t you hear? I’m moving.”

                        “When?”

                        “Today”

                        “No...”

                        “Yes…”

                        “Hey, Tom, can I have a hug?”

            I knew the weight of my request. Tom wasn’t big on touching people, he preferred his space, but I couldn’t help but want to give it one try before I left.

                        “Sure.” he said, wrapping his arms around me. I felt safe and warm for the first time in three months. I held back my tears and looked up at him, giving him the softest kiss you ever saw. Like a brush from the wind, it was here and gone.

                        “Bye Tom.” I said and picked up my backpack, closing the familiar locker for the last time and walked quickly to the parking lot. My friends were there waiting, talking to my dad for a little while. Tom followed me out and I hugged my friends’ goodbye for the last time.

 

            As we drove away, I could see my friends waving in the background and Tom’s ashen face just looking on. Once again I held back the urge to cry.

 

            The trip to South Carolina was brutal. No normal human being should ever have to travel for that long by car. We pulled up to the new place just before dusk, and I wasn’t phased. The block I now live on is named after a flower; it’s nice, but not as nice as out old block. The house is large, too big for my taste, but it’s ok. My room is much bigger, and my mom said I could make a sitting area and put a book shelf by the wall. I think it’s a good idea, but it could never be as comfortable as my window seat.

 

            My mom walked out of my room and left me to unpack. I sat on my mattress, which is lain across the floor until my dad puts my bed back together. I opened one of the boxes and on top was my copy of Romeo and Juliet. I held the pages in my hand, just sitting there for a long moment.

 

            I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket and picked it up. Who would be calling at a time like this?

                        “Hello?”

                        “Hey…Nice kiss.”

Author's Note

Hey, just a random story I whipped up :3 tell my what you think! ^^ <3

Reviews

[Becca*Type2012]

Awww! The ending was so sewwt and so unexpected. I read Romeo and Juliet in English class. Loved the plot hated the ending. Awesome story!

[Lexi Nicole]

That was so cute! It got a little confusing here and there because you were switching tenses from past to present, but I love it. Really great work

[xGenevaxx]

awe.. this made me cry ab it haha, its hella cutte. [x anyways the ending was beautiful it showed that evrything worked out [x i lovee it. still crying.. haha