Hey guys welcome back! So I totally forgot it was Friday and I totally forgot about my story. So you get a bonus post today! If you missed part one you can check that out here. So yeah here’s part two, enjoy!
I end up being the second person on the plane and take my seat quietly. I got a window seat but I won’t be looking out the window much, I do not want to be leaving. After a few minutes someone sits down next to me. I look up and he’s staring at me with a confused expression. ” Excuse me,” he says, “are you by yourself?” “Um, yeah.” I reply hesitantly. “How old are you that you’re on a flight to California by yourself?” “Sixteen.” I say even slower than last time. Why is he so curious about me? “I’m Nick.” he says holding out his hand. I shake it but I’m still confused. “I’m 19. And I just wanted to make sure you weren’t lost or something. Don’t worry, I don’t bite.” I relax a little. “So what’s your name?” “Kennedy.” I say, feeling more comfortable now. “Nice to meet you, Kennedy. So why are you heading off to sunny California?”
I tell Nick the story about my parents and we talk for most of the flight. He’s a writer and lives in Los Angeles with his girlfriend. He’s been in New York working on a book. The flight lands before I know it and I tell Nick that I’ll keep and eye out for his new book. And then, just as I promised, I call mom. “Hello? Kennedy? Did you land yet? Where’s Joey?” She asks frantically. “Calm down mom. I need to get my bags and then I’ll go meet Joey out front, okay?”
After 15 minutes of searching for my suitcases, I finally find them and head to the front of the airport. As soon as I’m out there I spot Joey waiting for me. “Kennedy, how was your flight?” He says reaching out to hug me. “Good” I answer. I’m so tired I just want to go home, wherever home is.
In the car Joey tells me all about himself. He’s 23 and dropped out of college to pursue his dream of being a filmmaker. He moved to a small town just outside of L.A., has two dogs, and lives with his best friend, Jack.
I didn’t know Joey had a roommate. Now I’m even more nervous. Joey must pick up on this because he says to me, “Don’t worry about Jack. He’s a good person, lives in a totally different part of the house and is rarely home anyway. Look, Kennedy, I know this is hard. You barley know me and now you have to meet another person too. It’s all gonna work out just fine, trust me.”
I want to believe him, I really do, but this is all so bad. I know that there is only one thing that could make this any better.
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