Eleanor & Park- Let's Try To Love Again

Chapter 1

Eleanor. Park.

Before

4 Days Before

6:00AM

Eleanor

" Eleanor, I'm so proud of you." my mom said while I stretched the long phone cord over to my uncle's coffee table.

Sitting down and twisty my curly red hair I last time I saw my mom was the Fourth of July a few months before school started. Her and the kids came to my uncle's house while Richie was alone in the house with a Budweiser and sappy American music playing.

" Mom, I'm so proud of you. That was brave of you do such a thing. " I said with a genuine smile on my face.

She finally got away from that creep Richie. I hated him and he is the reason why I lost 4 years of time with my family. I loved my aunt and uncle, they always gave me what I wanted but that is not what I cared about. If and when I had a problem we would actually have a conversation. I never got that from my mom.

" Yeah, best thing I've ever done in my life, so honey when are you leaving for Nebraska?" she said as I heard the bubbling of something, probably bacon.

" Giovanni is picking me up in like an hour, then we are going to head onto the plane."

" That is good, now be same don't drink and drive." she said to be like a corny actor in an infomercial.

" Of course mom love you tell the children I said hi."

" Ok darling be safe, bye"

I got and placed the phone back where it was, heading upstairs to my room. Looking around, I quickly got a box and brought it downstairs one by wasn't much but a few boxes of books, penicls, pens, my mixtape, etc. etc. Taking the last box down the phone rings.

I scurry over and answer it.

" Hello this is Eleanor speaking."

" Hey beautiful, I'm outside. Need any help?" Giovanni said and I nodded.

He grabbed two boxes and headed out to his minivan. I smiled as a peak of his biceps showed from the tight fit turtleneck he was wearing. Giovanni and I have been a thing for four years. He asked me out on Valentines day, when I was still a chubby tom-boy. Now I lost a few pounds being quite average and my style is still the same.

I took the last of my boxes and put them in the truck as he shuts it. I hope into the side of his car as he buckles up his seat belt. He gives me a peck on the cheek.

" Our new journey here we come" Giovanni said as he cruised off not looking back. neither did I.