"So are you happy to be back?" Josh asked looking over at me. We were at the soccer field, laying back on the bleachers. Looking up at the sky. It was the closest thing to a date. And the weather was finally getting warmer. It finally started to look like spring. I was wearing jeans and a tank top. With Marc Jacobs ballet flats. It was that warm. I looked over at Josh, my one hand on my stomach, the other on the warm bleacher I was sitting on. We were laying on the bleachers above and man, it felt right. Just being here with him. Just being home.
"Yeah, I actually am." I said after that long pause.
"Me too, in a way. I mean. It is my last full month here." He said looking back to the sky. It was 4. The sun wouldn't start setting for another hour.
"I'm going to miss you." I looked over at him and squinted.
It was Tuesday. We got back from vacation two days ago. And it felt like I've been here for a year straight. All that unpacking for Noelle.
"I'll miss you too." He said. He gently grabbed my free hand on the bleacher closest to him and gave me a small smile and a squeeze. I leaned in and kissed him slowly. Passionately. He kissed me back the same way. I slowly pulled away and looked back up at the sky.
"Do you ever wonder, how close the sky seems... but how far away it really is?" I asked him pointing to the clouds.
He was silent. "Yeah. It seems like I can just touch it."
"Like it's a painting?"
Josh laughed, "Yeah, like it's a painting."
We were silent.
"Oh shit, I almost forgot." Josh reached into his back pocket and pulled out a white sheet of paper. I looked over at it.
"What is that?"
"It's a letter... From Yale." He said looking at me.
I looked at him. I knew how much he wanted to get into Yale. I sat up on the bleacher and looked at him. "Aren't you going to open it?"
"I want you to." He slowly gave me the letter. I stared at it, like it was going to bite me.
"Josh, you should open your own acceptance letter."
"That's the thing, if it's not an acceptance letter, then I don't want to read it. I don't want to get rejected." He said.
"But, I don't want to make you upset." I said.
"Nothing that you say can make me upset."
I laughed, "What if I said that I didn't love you anymore?"
"Now, come on, Reed, like that'll ever happen." He said sarcastically and smiling.
I laughed again and gave him a little shove before taking the letter and looking up at him before opening it. He sat up when I pulled out the crisp sheet of white paper from the university.
I unfolded the creases and sat up while I read.
"Dear Joshua Hollis,
Congratulations, you are accepted to Yale University class of 2014!" I shrieked and smiled. His eyes lit up and his mouth dropped. I quickly wrapped my arms around him to congratulate. He hugged me tightly back.
"I'm in!" He said when I pulled back. He was holding my elbows. I smiled and laughed again before giving him another huge kiss.
"I'm so proud of you." I smiled, putting my forehead against his. He did the same and started to catch his breath.
"Thank you, and thanks for reading it."
"You could of done it yourself, me and you both know you would have gotten in anyways." I smiled.
He smiled and kissed me one last time. While we fell back onto the bleachers. The sun was starting to set again, my boyfriend is going to Yale, and I am currently making out with him on the soccer bleachers.
Life is good.
A half hour later, Josh walked me back to Billings. When, I got into my room, I found Noelle looking at one of the many bridal magazines that littered her bed. I laughed at her when I walked in.
"Looking at those again?" I asked shutting our door.
"When am I not?" She asked, she sounded annoyed.
"I guess you're right." I sighed and sat on her bed, placing my phone on my dresser. I picked up one of the thick, glossy magazines and started to flip through it. I watched as pictures of cakes, dresses, grooms, sceneries, and so much shit I wouldn't want to plan out right now.
"I still have so much to do." She groaned, dropping the magazine and falling back onto her bed.
"How much do you have done?" I asked her, dropping the magazine I was looking through. I think I've already seen it.
"I need my dress! And I need to get everyone tickets, and reserve the hotel rooms, and a lot more." She said staring at the ceiling.
"I'm always here to help you." I said getting up off the bed.
She stretched her legs out, making magazines fall to the ground. I watched them from my dresser. My hands were rested on the dresser, and I was facing Noelle.
"I know, I know... everyone's just... too preoccupied with their own lives. I'm starting to think this wedding is going to be too much. I mean, I am a Senior, and I'm still waiting on a few acceptance letters. And, Reed, I am so. Stressed. Out. I can't believe it. I think I got a zit the other day!" Noelle whimpered.
I smiled at her, "Noelle, just because you got a zit, doesn't mean your life is over."
She was silent.
"And, how about you hold the wedding off until the summer? Then, you can focus on school for now, and just being... not married?" I suggested, laying on my bed, looking at the ceiling like Noelle.
She looked over at me, "That sounds so good. But, I already scheduled the area and everything, I can't cancel."
"I bet if you called, it would be okay. Maybe just negotiate a bit."
"I'll see what Daddy can do, I guess." She sighed. "This is depressing, enough about me. Where the hell have you been?"
"With Josh."
"Of course." She smiled.
"Shut up."
"No, I'm not making fun of you. You always are with him though."
"Am I with you right now? I think, yes." I laughed.
"I'm just saying that you two are almost always together. It's cute, trust me. Since Dash is gone, you guys are the it couple of Easton." She smiled.
"Well, he's going to be gone next year. I'm loosing half of my friends. I'm trying to spend as much time with him that I can." I shrugged.
Noelle sat rested on her forearms.
"Makes a shit load of sense. Savor it when you can. Because, when you're stuck here, and he's all the fucking way in Yale, you're going to feel... Weird." She store off into the window.
"I know what you mean." I said staring at the door.
"Ugh, enough of this, you're making me miss Dash." She sighed.
I laughed and got off my bed. I got ready for bed, not sure why I was getting ready this early. But, something inside of me was telling me, I needed sleep.
The next morning, the Billings girls all made their way to the cafeteria. We all walked freely without our Burberry parkas, and Chanel gloves. The usual coldness of Easton was still in the air. We all received our shares of shocked looks as we walked across the quad. Who knew the Pemberly girls were so catty?
But the person who got the most shit was Ivy. She wasn't waddling around on campus. She decided to take the rest of her courses online and come back here only on her graduation day. I didn't blame the girl, she was pregnant. But I do blame her for getting pregnant. Gage still came to school. He didn't whoop at girls or whistle whenever someone with a mini skirt walked by. He talked to the guys still, still made fun of me, and still was the same Gage inside. We all knew he secretly still checked girls out, and still wondered what it would be like if he didn't knock Ivy up. But, that is the least of my worries. As bad as it sounds, I'm happy I'm somewhat out of the lime light.
But don't get me wrong, people are running their mouths about me. Even still, when I walk into the cafeteria, everyone seemed to look at us, and say a bunch of crap. Whenever I walk by I hear it all.
"I heard Noelle is pregnant too, that's why she's getting married right now."
"Ashton Kutcher is coming to the wedding you know,"
"I hear Reed got stabbed horrible in St. Bart's, and Josh got stabbed too. They both have 17 stitches in their sides now."
"I heard Tiffany found a guy there, and he has a girlfriend who's a model. What a slut."
"I heard they found Kiran and she's living in some swamp area a few miles from the beach. I bet she's all dried out of money and has no where else to go."
"Didn't you hear Missy got a nose job over break? They tried to close up her nostrils a bit more, but I guess her doctor did not know what he was doing."
Okay, I have to say, that one was funny. But still, it's bad to have people talk about you. I got in line with the other girls.
"You guys, tonight we're all coming to my and Reed's room. You have to help me out with this wedding planning. It's seriously getting out of hand." Noelle ordered.
We all looked at each other. We've had enough of all these "wedding meetings". Did she not think we had lives?
"Noelle, I'm sorry, I can't make it tonight. My parents are taking me out for dinner. My brother's coming home." Missy stuck her nose up in the air. I swear if that thing was up any higher, she's probably be staring at the ceiling.
"Oh, that's okay. You're a bad planner anyways. And you always fall asleep first." Noelle said. I let out a little laugh and walked over to our table, my flats clicking on the floor.
"Ah!" Missy let out a huge gasp, and shot Noelle a stink eye... wait no, that's just her natural look. Never mind.
I took a seat next to Noelle. The chair across from me was empty, and I assumed everyone knew Josh was sitting there soon.
"Where are the guys?" I asked.
"I was just about to ask that." Astrid agreed.
I texted Josh.
Are you coming to breakfast?
I set my phone on the table and shook up my carton of orange juice.
"I'm seriously getting tired of this food." Noelle scoffed and dropped her fork.
"I'm seriously getting tired of this school." Portia added. She tossed some brown locks over her shoulder and popped a grape in her mouth.
"You guys, we don't have another break until summer." Constance pointed out.
We all groaned.
"What is everyone doing?" Vienna asked the table.
"I'm going to my parents studio, my dad just got a bunch of new software and I'm dying to fool around with it. Oh, and the new male models on my dad's newest shoot." Tiffany blushed. We all laughed at her and shared a few "give me a number while you're at it!"
"I'm going to Germany." London pouted.
"What's so bad about Germany?" I asked. I wouldn't want to go or anything, just had a near death experience in Italy, no thanks.
"It's all boring. There are a few good shops, and the guys are not very hot." She whined.
"I thought you just got a new boyfriend?" London asked her.
"I know, but still, I just need to know there's other guys I can go to if he possibly breaks up with me or something." She sighed.
We all shot each other confused looks. I shook away the thought and had some of my bagel.
"I'm going to Brazil." Portia smiled.
"Maryland." Rose sighed happily.
"What's so good about Maryland?" Tiffany asked.
"Derek's there." She smiled.
They all nodded. I shot Tiffany a confused look. She smiled.
"Derek is Rose's boyfriend. She doesn't really talk about him much. It makes her miss him. I understand why you don't know about him."
I made an O with my mouth and ate more of my bagel.
"I'm probably going back home." I said looking down at my food.
"And I'm getting married, now that we've all shared that lovely moment, let's move on." Noelle said with a fake smile.
"Geez, what's up your ass?" Portia asked.
"Maybe the fact that I have to have a wedding in 6 weeks, and it's april. Or maybe the fact that I'm going to kill someone!" She knew her words went too far. There's nothing funny about that around here. Not after everything that happened.
She stopped, "Sorry, just forget it."
The table was silent. All you could hear was the slight scraping of silverware, or Kiki's headphones blaring.
My phone vibrated on the table. I dropped my bagel and looked at the text. It was from Josh.
No, me and most of the guys here decided to hang back. I'll see you in a bit.
-J
What the hell could they be doing? I didn't want to ask him. That would be weird. I replied quickly before putting my phone back on the still silent table. Now it was really easy to hear the nasty rumors spread. As if they were telling them to us.
I really liked the beginning of this chapter, the ending kinda sucked/: forgive me.
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