Walking in, I realized this was not a good idea. I have selachophobia. Or, I’m deathly afraid of sharks. Several months ago, my mom got sick me always freaking out about going anywhere near the ocean so she took me to the doctor and I was then sent to a therapist who diagnosed me with selachophobia.
I went to the therapist for like 6 weeks and told everyone I was fine. When in truth, the fear had only gotten worse. Just knowing that there were sharks in tanks in here, my breathing quickened and I got real sweaty. I needed to leave. Now. I turned back in the direction I came and stepped out of the air-conditioned aquarium.
I found the nearest bench and tried to calm myself. I did what the therapist taught me to do. Imagine myself back when I first started to fear sharks. But I never could, it was just too sad. And I couldn’t handle all that feeling at once. So instead I brought out my phone to occupy myself.
To Dylan at 9:30 A.M.
I miss you too<3 But there is no way I could convince her to let me come back. Trust me I want to…it aint easy down here either. I love youJ
To Trevor at 9:34 A.M.
Thanks, Ill keep your offer in mind. I miss you so much, please come home? Love youJ
To Katy at 9:39 A.M.
I know it does;) And trust me the bitches are just as bad down here…if not worse. Lets just say, I will be coming home with new enemies ;) Love ya gurlJ
There, mind distracted. Ah, it was a beautiful day out. The sun was shining, the there was a soft breeze, and not a single cloud in the sky. I swung my names up onto the bench and leaned back and closed my eyes. My phone dinged.
From Dylan at 9:45 A.M.
Babe, Im coming down there. Ill leave as soon as my stuff is ready. I need to be with you. <3
EHMAHGAWD! Dylan was coming down here! My heart shored and I swear I almost started to cry. Finally something good was going to happen. And then Bridget would leave me alone, as would Blake.
Dylan was the best. He treated me right and I feel like I don’t deserve him sometimes. But I know it’s meant to be. Dylan is everything I have ever wanted and more. And he’s not one of those douche guys that only wants to get in your pants. In fact Dylan and I have never done it. I know he wants to, but I want to wait till my wedding day. And he totally respects that which makes him even greater.
To Dylan at 9:50 A.M.
I love you<3
I practically skipped the whole way home. I needed to tell Nana & Papa, otherwise my mom wouldn’t let me live in a dorm room. I prayed and prayed that they would be accepting of having Dylan stay with us, even if he had to stay in another room…on another floor. As long as he could stay I didn’t care.
Walking home, I thought back to when Dylan and I first met.
First day of my sophomore year. 3 more years in this place. I can do this.
“Honey, come here,” my dad said from the kitchen. I walked over to where he was drinking his coffee and sat down next to him, swirling a spoon in this dish of sugar. “Look, these people are going to mean nothing to you in 4 years, after high school. You just gotta forget about them and stick with your true friends.”
I smiled and hugged him. I looked at the clock 6:56! Katy would be here any second. “Love ya dad!” I gave him a kiss on the cheek and ran to the door.
“Love you too, sweetheart. Have an amazing first day.” He called to me even though I was halfway out the door. There Katy was waiting in her brand new car. God, I was so jealous.
“Hey girl,” I jumped into the front seat and turned the radio up.
“Hey, hey!” She said, thumping her head to the music. Pulling out of our driveway, she turned onto the main road and headed towards our school. Nonchalantly, I looked around her new car. I screamed when I saw someone sitting in the backseat. “That’s Dylan. My new neighbor and he needed a ride.”
Katy kept on dancing and driving, but I couldn’t take my eyes off of the ridiculously hot guy sitting behind me. He half-smiled and waved at me. I turned around and mouthed hi over the loud music.