Sabella McCann
I had my hands full with groceries, walking up my driveway when my cell phone started ringing in my purse. I knew right away that it was Kurt; "Whatta Man" was blaring from inside my bag, and that's his ring tone. I put my bags down on the stoop and quickly dug into my purse for the phone, cursing quietly when I realized that I missed the call. I put the phone back in my purse, knowing that he was going to leave a voice mail. Sure enough, the alert went off after I was in the house, in the kitchen with the groceries on the counter. I grabbed my phone and called him back, cradling the phone with my ear and shoulder while I unloaded the bags. He answered on the third ring.
"Hey."
"Sorry. I was just unloading some bags into the house," I told him, putting my canister of iced tea into the cupboard. "How's your day going?"
"Good. Just on my way to a radio station to do some media," he answered. It sounded like he was on the road. I'm not sure if he's talking on the phone and driving, or if he's got a driver. I'm betting it's the latter. "How's your day going?"
"It's going all right. Did some grocery shopping. I've got a stack of brochures to look through. I'm hoping to be in a class by the fall, but who knows how that's going to go," I told him with a shrug of my shoulders. I put the bag of apples in the crisper. "What I say and do tend to be two different things."
"Where are you going to school?" he asked.
"There's only one college in the area," I told him.
"Have you thought about studying abroad?" he asked. I shrugged.
"For hair and makeup? Not really. I mean, I guess, but where would I travel to for it?"
"I don't know...I kind of thought...if you wanted to, I mean...you could always come down here..."
I almost dropped the bag of licorice in my hand. I leaned against the counter, my eyes narrowing. "What, you mean school in Pittsburgh?" I asked.
"Sure. If you wanted to. You could always stay...with me..." He trailed off. It was obvious that he was nervous about throwing the idea into the universe. The idea of living with Kurt made my spine stiffen. I spend just about every second or third weekend down at his place anyway. I have my own toothbrush there, and a few other things. The truth is that aside from my parents, there really isn't anything here for me anymore. Jessa lives in New York. Natalie's gone all the time. Adriana's living with Rene. "I mean, think about it if you want. It's entirely up to you..."
"I'll think about it," I promised him.
"Sounds good. I'll call you later tonight. I'm at the station. Have a good day, Bell. Love you."
He hung up, leaving me stunned. I held the phone to my ear for a few moments, completely frozen. He didn't give me a chance to say it, but I think he knows how nervous I've been since we became exclusive. Moving the phone from my ear, I put it down on the counter. I felt jittery all of a sudden. Picking up my phone, I called Adriana. She answered on the second ring.
"Hello?"
"Oh my God, Adriana, oh my God," I gasped.
"What's going on, Bell?" she asked. Her tone was a little on the dry side.
"I just got off the phone with Kurt. I don't...I don't even know..."
"Did you two break up or something?" she asked. I snorted.
"No! He just...he asked me to move in with him. He told me he loved me. Adriana, oh my God, I don't know what to do here." I leaned against the counter, running my hand through my hair. "What should I do?"
"I don't know. If you feel the same, I say go for it." Adriana didn't seem as conflicted about things. "I mean, you spend a ton of time at his place anyway."
"You don't think it's moving too fast?" I asked. Adriana snorted.
"What haven't you two done together already?" she asked. I thought about it; she was right.
"I dunno. It's just weird. I've never lived with a guy before. I've only ever lived with you," I reminded her.
"Does being with one person scare you that much? It's really not going to be much different from what you're doing now. You'll just be paying bills at one place instead of two."
"I guess so..." I rubbed the back of my neck. "I think there would be a lot of paperwork, moving from Canada to America..." I sighed. "I'd be lying if I said I hadn't thought about it. I mean, everyone's doing their own thing right now..."
"You should do it because you want to, Bell," Adriana told me.
"He said he's going to call back tonight. I'm not even sure what to say."
"Well, you have all day to think about it." I heard the sound of the doorbell ringing. "I think that's Rene's mother. I'll have to call you back, Bell. Call me tonight and let me know what you're going to do. Rene and I can always pop in and give you a hand moving shit."
"Sounds good." I was a little sad that the phone call was coming to an end so quickly, but I said my goodbyes to Adriana and hung up the phone. I fixed myself a cup of tea, thinking about Kurt's offer. I have no idea where to even begin getting the paperwork started to go over there. The idea of moving in with him left me feeling a touch of worry; what if things don't work out? Am I going to become Sabella Angle? I sipped my tea and retreated to the living room, curling up on the couch with Mean Girls. My mind is in a billion different directions.
