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I was so relieved that my grandma was not going to ride the same train as us.

Hers was a clean hour before ours, and I didn't think I had ever felt more relieved in my life to not see my grandmother. Well, maybe except for the time when my mom and her were arguing about my dad, but that wasn't the point. I loved her, but I didn't want to choose between her and my new family. Was it bad that I loved them equally?

Once we got to the train station, we had to wait a few minutes until we could actually board. Garrett's dad used tis time to apologize to me.

"I'm sorry," he said.

My eyebrows scrunched in confusion. "Why? There's nothing to be sorry about."

He sighed before saying, "I'm sorry for freaking out on your grandma like that. It's your decision whether you want to go live with your grandma or not. Don't let either Garrett or me influence your choice. We'll love you no matter what."

I turned to Garrett, who nodded in agreement. In all honesty, they weren't making my decision much easier.

We boarded the train. Garrett and I chose the two-seater, and it already felt much more comfortable than the last time we were on the train together. We weren't actually fighting anymore, and I really liked that we were okay. We even kissed! But what were we? Since we couldn't date because of his dad, were we still just friends? Were we more? Maybe I would've known the answer if he would've stopped being silent.

I leaned into him and snuggled into his chest. This honestly felt like deja vu, but I didn't really care. He smiled at me, but I could see sadness brimming his eyes. I sighed. "Garrett, what do you think about all of this?"

"What do you mean?" he asked. I knew he was pretending to be dumb, and I just looked at him.

"I mean with the whole I-might-leave-because-I'm-living-with-my-grandmother thing," I told him, my gaze not wavering. "Can you at least tell me your opinion?"

Garrett sighed, looking up. "I don't know what to think."

Well, then join the club, because I had absolutely no idea what I should've done. If I decided to live with my grandmother, then I had to say goodbye to Garrett and his dad forever probably. If I decided to live with Garrett and his dad, then I may have ruined my relationship with my grandmother forever, which I didn't want, especially since she was the only family I had left. But I still didn't want to leave Gettysburg. I really liked living with Garrett and his dad. It was awesome, and I didn't want to give that up.

"Me neither," I told him, and he combed my brown hair in an attempt to calm me. It actually kind of worked.

"I really don't want you to leave," Garrett said to me, and I nodded.

"I don't want to leave too," I told him. Then I sighed. "But, at the same time, my grandmother-"

"I know, Jaz, I know," Garrett cut me off. "I get it. She's family. I really wish that she lived in Gettysburg, though."

I nodded in agreement. If she lived in Gettysburg instead of New York City, it would've been so much easier. "Same here. Do you have grandparents?"

He shrugged. "I probably do, but I've never met them."

I immediately felt guilty. It would've felt so weird for me if I never got to meet my grandparents. Garrett's mom left him when he was five and he never got to meet his grandparents... His life definitely rivaled mine for the worst I had heard.

"That sucks," I said to him.

He shrugged. "I don't know. It might be for the best."

I looked at him, confused. Why would he had thought that? "Why?"

He shrugged again, and I found myself smiling and chuckling. "I don't know. I only say that to make myself feel better. No one really questioned why I thought that."

I laughed at that. "Well, I guess that makes me the first person to question it. See, I want to know more about you and you want to know more about me."

He smirked at that, letting out a chuckle. "That's the plan."

I smiled, and then I was brought back to the memory of our kiss. Yes, it was amazing. It was one of my favorite moments in my life. But we never defined who we were, and I wanted to know exactly what we were. Were we friends? Were we courting each other? I had no idea, and it was annoying me.

"Hey, Garrett?" I looked up into his sapphire blue eyes that I loved so much.

"Hmm?" he said.

"What are we, exactly?" I asked him, feeling a weight lifted off my shoulder as I asked that. I wanted to know his input on this, and that was probably the only way I would figure out. I wanted to be more than friends, but at the same time, his dad would've probably kicked me out if he knew. But, then again, if I chose to live with my grandmother, then I could've dated Garrett. But at the same time, it wouldn't really work out since we wouldn't have been able to see each other. This was way too complicated!

Garrett chuckled, looking into my eyes. "What do you mean by that?"

I looked at him in disbelief. He didn't get what I meant? "Are we still friends? Are we dating? I don't understand, since you know, the whole situation is kind of confusing and..."

I felt myself start to trail off, and Garrett caressed my cheek. "Jaz, we're just us. I don't think we can describe ourselves since it's a bit complicated."

I nodded in agreement. That was kind of obvious. But I felt myself blush at the fact that Garrett's hand was on my cheek right now. I felt tingly inside. "So what? We're just Garrett and Jasmine?"

He shook his head and smirked. "No. We're Jaz and Garrett. Get it right."

I laughed and smiled. If I chose to live with my grandma, I would've had to give this feeling up, and I wasn't ready to give this up yet.

"I really like you, Jaz," Garrett said to me. "I don't know what to do, though. This is my first time feeling this way."

"Well, you're doing perfectly fine," I said with a smile. "And, Garrett, I really like you too."

He smiled before kissing me once more. It was a short kiss, but I loved it either way. It felt amazing.

I leaned on his shoulder as he wrapped his arm around me. I didn't mind not doing anything else, as long as I was in his arms. Eventually, we both fell asleep together in each other's arms. This train ride was probably the best train ride I had ever had.

Once we got back, we first went back to our home. It was a decently long walk due to the train station being pretty far from the actual town of Gettysburg, and my feet were honestly hurting and aching from all of the walking, but I didn't really mind since Garrett was holding my hand the entire time. And once we finally reached the shoe store, I took in the smell of leather happily. I missed it, but I would've never admitted that out loud. It was the smell of leather for crying out loud.

I decided to immediately change from the sea green dress I was wearing into the mint green dress I got recently from trading. Sure, it wasn't much of a difference, but I needed to change my clothes. It was something about a fresh start. And, besides, I didn't feel like wearing that sea green dress for the entire day. Sue me.

Garrett's dad wanted to reopen the store since it was closed for two days already and asked both Garrett and I for help. Garrett said of course, but I shocked myself by saying something else.

"Actually, I wanted to go to the family cemetery. I want to see my parents' ashes one more time. Is that fine with you?"

I couldn't believe what I said. Garrett couldn't believe what I said. Garrett's dad couldn't believe what I said. It was shocking, to say the least.

Garrett's dad was the first to respond. "Yeah, it's fine. But, can you explain why you want to go there?"

I didn't even know myself why I wanted to go. Maybe I wanted to see my grandmother to help with my decision. I didn't know exactly if it would've helped, but maybe it would've been nice to have talked to her one more time before I made my final decision.

"I want to see if my grandmother's going to be there," I said honestly. "That, and it would be nice to visit."

Garrett's dad nodded, and Garrett stared at me, concerned. "Do you want me to go with you?"

I shook my head at him, feeling slightly guilty. But oh well. He'd get over it, right? "Sorry Garrett, but I want to go alone."

"Respect what the girl wants," Garrett's dad said with a smirk, and Garrett laughed at that.

"Okay, okay," Garrett said with a smile. He then turned to me, and his smile faltered. Why was that? "But be careful, Jaz."

I nodded. "I will." Then, I left the shop. The family cemetery was pretty close to where my house originally was, so I hoped that it wasn't completely ruined during the Battle of Gettysburg. As I was walking over, my mind was just filled with thoughts. The decision I had to make was still bugging me. And then Garrett's smile faltering had to happen, and now I was worried about that as well. Why did his smile falter? Was it something personal? My mind was just circling with all different kinds of emotions and thoughts. Man, I thought that this was over when Garrett's dad took me in. Apparently not.

When I got there, it was the exact same way as I left it, except for now, there were two more tombstones for both my mom and my dad. I was happy that the battle didn't tarnish this place, because besides the fact that it was a cemetery, it was very beautiful. Flowers blossomed at every corner, and with the beautiful flora and fauna, it was hard to remember that this place was supposed to be a place about death. At the corner, my grandmother was there, looking at the tombstones with remorse. I felt guilty as I walked up to her. I didn't know that she would be so sad about my mom and dad. Okay, maybe my mom, but my dad? He was an abolitionist, and my grandmother wasn't about all of those people who wanted slavery to be illegal now, even though she was against slavery.

"Hey," I said softly. She looked at me.

"Hey Jasmine," she said to me. We stayed silent for a moment after that. I read the tombstones engraved with beautiful text. I had already accepted that they were dead, but it was still sad to see their tombstones there. "You know, Jasmine, I did love your father. I was just scared for him and your mother."

I looked at her, not trying to show my shock.

"I mean, if he went to jail for wanting to abolish slavery, your mom would've freaked out," my grandmother continued. "I was just looking out for her, you know?"

I nodded. I understood where she was coming from. After hearing that, I just wished that they made amends before the war started.

She finally looked at me. "Anyways, why are you here? Are you choosing to live with me after all?"

"I don't know," I told her. "But I know all of the advantages to living with Garrett and his father. I want to know what you think are the advantages of me living with you."

She looked up. "Well, you'll be living with the only person left in your family. That, and I know how much you want to be a nurse like your mother. If you lived with me in New York City, you wouldn't have to move to go to nursing school. Columbia is building one, and it should hopefully be done soon."

I looked at her in shock. What was going on?

She sighed before continuing. "Anyways, I'm leaving for New York tomorrow, but I hope that you choose me. Goodbye, Jasmine."

She left, and I looked after her in shock. Was she serious? Of course she was serious. But she was making me choose between Garrett and my education? Why did this have to be so hard.

Well, that was the chapter. I hoped you guys enjoyed. Admittedly, it was supposed to be up yesterday, but obviously that didn't happen. XD Anyways, if you guys enjoyed, please make sure to leave a review. I would really like 70! Thank you!