Chapter Two
The next morning I went to the mall with Alice and Ramona, Erin and Erick's sisters. They were the same age as me so it was pretty cool and we all got along great Not one of my favorite things to do but hey it got me out of the house. I stopped walking when I got a call from someone. I squealed when I saw who it was. ''HIII STORMY!" I laughed and felt happier. ''Hey guys! I miss you all so much'' I said as the girls looked at me. ''We really wanted to talk to you honey, how's Colorado?'' Jinx asked. ''Snowy and cloudy'' I said. ''So you like it then?'' C.C laughed. ''You can't see this but I'm flipping you off'' I said. ''Oh! Here's Andy! Andy talk to your girl'' Ashley said. ''Hey babe'' My heart skipped a beat and I felt sad again. ''Hi Andy'' I said. ''When can you come back?'' He asked. ''When you're gone'' I said. ''Ha, maybe we can get your parents to change their minds?'' He asked. ''Not likely but hey, like you guys always say, never give up, never give in'' I said smiling. ''that's my girl, I'll call you later, I love you'' he said. ''I look forward to it, I love you too'' I said and hung up. Oh Andy.
When I got home I wasn't in a very good mood. And James knew that so he just backed off a little. ''Wanna go out or stay here for dinner?'' He asked. ''It doesn't matter, I'll eat anything'' I said and walked up the stairs slamming the door to my room. Tears threatened to fall but I wiped them away before they could. I changed into a pair of sweats and a loose t-shirt and curled up on my bed.
They couldn't tell me what to do. There was nothing wrong with Andy. He was kind and caring, got good grades, didn't hang around with the wrong crowd, and he took care of me. Why couldn't they just see that? I would be a hell of a lot happier right now if they did.
I sighed and sat up dragging out a stuffed shoe box out from under the bed and setting it in front of me. Inside it contained pictures of me and my friends and at the very bottom were things that had to do with Andy and me.
All of the letters and notes that we wrote. I had saved every one of them. There were pictures of us at the park, the zoo, at dances and at concerts. My favorite things were the first letter Andy wrote for me saying that he loved me, a charm bracelet that had a charm of a penguin and a guitar to represent us, and the picture of us at the fair with us having cotton candy mustaches and me holding up the teddy bear he had won for me.
I smiled sadly and tacked the picture to the wall above my bed and clasping the bracelet on my wrist. I folded the letter back up and put it under my pillow and laid down cuddling the stuffed bear I never let out of my sight when I was home. I named it Blasphemy although it had nothing to do with it. I would've named it Savior but Andy already took that one. I closed my eyes and fell asleep, more tears dripping onto my pillow.