Ok, before the chapter starts, I want to say that I am so so so so sooooooooooooo sorry it's taken me THIS long to update anything. My schoolwork has been keeping me REALLY busy, between writing papers and reading a ton of stuff (life of an English Education major). I also want to apologize for how short this chapter is. After so long of writing for academic papers, I have to get back in the swing of writing for fun and from the POV of Nat Wolff. I'm going to try to get back to updating regularly. Again, I'm so sorry that it's taken so long and I hope you all still want to read my stuff, because you all make it worth it.
Rosalina.
Now that name really did sound familiar, but I couldn't put a finger on it. I shook my head. Why did I even care about it? This girl meant nothing to me. She was just another person who needed to be pushed away.
"Well, Rosalina, glad to know you actually do have a name, after all. Now I know the name of the person whose trying to push me to be something I'm not."
"I don't think that's true, Nat. I think that you could be the person I'm trying to help you be. I don't know what happened to make you so bitter, but it can't be any worse than anything that anyone else here has gone through."
"You know what, forget this. You clearly don't care. I was mistaken to think that you would, to think that anyone would." I turned on my heel and immediately headed for the parking lot, with every intention of getting out of here ASAP. I heard Rosalina say something to the group, but I didn't care, I just kept walking. I heard someone coming after me, so I started running. If they were anything like everyone else in my life, they wouldn't follow. I made it all the way to my car, and actually managed to get in before they caught up. Unfortunately for me, they got into the passenger seat.
"Get out of my car." I said.
"Not until you talk to me. Why do you have such a problem with the world?" Rosalina asked.
"Did you ever think maybe it's the world that has a problem with me, not the other way around?"
"Whatever you wanna call it, Nat. But what happened to you that you got to be this bitter?"
"Frankly, it's none of your business. Now get out of my car."
"I already told you, not until you talk to me."
"You just don't know when to let it go, do you? Fine, you want me to tell you? I got stabbed in the back by three of my closest friends. They betrayed me and left me to be nothing while they went off and became successful. The worst part of it was that I tried to continue fighting towards my dream, even after that, but life gave me a quick dose of reality. You don't get your dreams, and the quicker that lesson is learned, the easier it is to get through life." I don't know why ifelt compelled to tell her, but for some reason I did. Not that I'll ever admit it to anyone, but it did feel kind of good to let it out.
"Now, that wasn't so hard, was it? I don't think you're right, though, about not being able to get your dreams. It just depends how hard you work towards it. What was the dream you were chasing?"
"It doesn't matter now, Rosalina. I gave up the hope for it a long time ago."
"So? That doesn't make it any less important. It was a big deal to you once, so embrace that."
"It's kinda dumb, but if you must know, I wanted to be a rockstar in a band with me, my brother, and my friends. Well, I guess they weren't really friends. Only friend I have is Cooper, and I don't know why he puts up with me. Nobody else does, and good riddance to them."
"If I may make a suggestion, that attitude might be part of it. Try being more open to making friends. And please don't quit school already just because you were having a hard time with me." She reached across and grabbed one of my hands. I quickly pulled it away.
"Why do you even care if I stay or leave? I'm just another person to you, anyways."
"That isn't true, Nat. I know this is going to sound crazy, but I feel like we've met before, and I want to do everything I can to help you out. Just, promise me you'll stay through your first year of school. If you still hate it at the end of your freshman year, I won't say a word against you dropping out."
"Fine, I'll stay, but not because you're asking me to. Because the only reason Cooper came to this school is because of me, and I'll feel somewhat bad if I don't even give this place a chance. Cooper will have wasted his time."
"Whatever gets you to stay. Now, let's head over to the dining hall for lunch." We both got out of the car and went to the dining hall. I didn't say anything else to Rosalina. It felt weird enough having opened up to her as much as I did. Not to mention the fact that she felt like we had met before, too. That was a mystery I would certainly have to solve before the year was up. We got to the dining hall and I managed to find Cooper.
"Hey Nat! I thought you were long gone. What made you stay?"
"A mystery. I feel like I know Rosalina from somewhere, and I want to figure out where I know her from." Cooper tensed as I said this. "What's the deal, Cooper? Anytime I talk about Rosalina, you get nervous. What aren't you telling me?"
"Nat, you know I tell you everything. I'm the only one who's always been totally honest with you. Well, me and your brother, but…"
"As far as I'm concerned, I don't have a brother. Now, back to what you aren't telling me about Rosalina."
"I've told you everything I know about her, I swear."
Another lie. It didn't matter. I would find the truth.
Who in the world are you, Rosalina?
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