"You can blame Ryan for the wait." I say. He laughs and pulls me to sit next to him on the couch.

"Hey Maura, Dolly, Yasmin, Matteo.' I greet the rest of them. They all wave, knowing they won't be heard over the music. We sit and talk for a while, and then Sullivan runs over and cannon-ball's into our laps. Literally.

"Hey guys!!!!!" She yells, grinning. We all groan, and Dolly and I shove her off of everybody's laps. She laughs and stands up.

"Fine, whatever. But you guys need to get your asses up and PAR-TAY!!!" She exclaims, grabbing me and dragging me to the dancefloor.She shoves me towards Duke, who is one of the most popular guys at our school. I wince. and dodge him. I jog up the stairs and to the last door on the left side of the hallway. It's Sullivan's room. I know this plae like the back of my hand, since Sullivan IS my best friend. I shut the door behind me, and glance around the room. It's still the way it was in 7th grade, covered in posters and drawings.

I walk to her window, open it, and then climb out. I sit on the roof and look around. I see cars lining the block, I see big two story houses everywhere, since this is a first class neighborhood. I see the familiar bell tower that sits on top of our school, I see the St. Patrick statue that rests outside the local church. I see everything I've grown up around for 17 years, and I sigh, knowing that it'll be a very long time before I see any of it again. I love Dublin, as a city, and I love Ireland. But, I find that I'm a bit happy that I'm leaving all of this behind. I get to leave the popularity, and the stares, and the expectations, and the kiss-asses, I get to leave it all behind. I get to start over. I get to be a normal teenager. And I'm so glad. Because when I start at Huntington Beach High School, I'll be the new kid, I'll be the girl from Ireland. But, I won't be the daughter of Sheamus O'Connor. I won't be that girl with the father who designs weapons, and makes a lot of money doing it. If I become popular, it'll be because people like me for ME, not for my last name. But, there are bad things about moving. I'm leaving Sullivan, Zeke, Dolly, Maura, Yasmin and Matteo, who have been my best friends for a very long time. And that's not going to change, but it'll be different. I won't be going to school with them, and I won't see them all the time. I won't have detention pretty much every day with Sullivan, and I won't be able to argue with Zeke and Matteo over what kind of music is better. And as much as I wish I could change that, I'm glad that moving to America isn't up to me. Because if it was, I would stay here. No matter how much I hate the popularity and fame of my last name, I'd rather deal with that then leave my best friends. But my father didn't give any of us a choice. So, I'm moving to America, whether I want to, or not. I look down at Sullivan's front yard, and see people drinking, and dancing, and making out. I spot Ryan and Mackenzie kissing under a tree, and I see Zeke chatting up some blond girl. I sigh and climb down the side of the house. I climb into my car, and pull out my phone. I send Ryan a text telling him that I'm going into town, and that if he wants to come, he better get his ass over here, and if he doesn't, I'll pick him up at 4. He texts back telling me that he's staying.

"Figures." I mutter. Then I send Sullivan a text telling her that I have to get something in town, but that I'll be back before we leave. She responds saying that I better hurry up, and that she'll see me soon. I turn on the car, but before I can drive away, I see Matteo running towards the car. He yanks open the passenger door and jumps in.

"Drive drive drive, go go go!!!!" He exclaims.

"What, why? Matteo, what did you do, and why is Duke running over here looking like he wants to kill you?" I ask, seeing Duke out of the windshield. Matteo snickers.

"Cause he does. He knows that I have a better chance with you than he does." Matteo explains. I roll my eyes and pull out of the driveway.

"Uhh, Matteo? I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but you and I, not happening." I say, driving towards the Powerscourt Centre. He chuckles.

"I know that 'Lizabeth. You and I, we're like siblings. But Duke doesn't know that. Hell, half the school thinks that you and I are going out." He groans. I snicker.

"Yeah, Yasmin told me the other day." I reply.

"And you don't care?" He asks curiously. I shrug.

"No, I don't care. Besides, I'm leaving. Even if we were dating, I'm going to be on a different continent than you. I think people will get the hint after that." I answer as we enter the plaza. He laughs and nods. I park, and we climb out of the car.

"Where to?" He asks. I shrug.

"Nowhere in particular. C'mon, lets just walk around." I say.

We walk around the shops not buying anything, just talking. We spend a long time talking, and when I glance down at my phone, it's already 3:30.

"Shit. C'mon, we need to go back to Sullivan's house so I can drop you off and pick up Ryan." I say. We jog back to the car, and speed to Sullivan's house. Matteo jumps out of the car and runs to find Sullivan, while I walk around, and find Ryan half naked with Mackenzie on one of the couches.

"Ryan, we have to go. The flight leaves in and hour and a half, and it'll take us that long to get there and go through everything." I say. He groans and stands up, then grins at Laura.

"Guess that means goodbye. Later babe." He says, walking outside. I roll my eyes and follow him.

"SHADZ!!!" I hear someone holler, and as I turn around, I get tackled to the floor.

"That's a nice good bye Sullivan." I groan. She cackles.

"Don't leave!!! I won't let you!!!" She whines. I sigh and hug her.

"I don't have a choice Sullivan, you know that. I'll see you as soon as I can. But right now I have to go." I whisper. She pouts but lets me up. We walk to the car, and I hug Zeke, Maura, Yasmin and Matteo before getting in the car.

"I'll skype you all later. Bye guys." I say before driving away.

Okay, that chapter 2 of my first story on Wattpad. Tell me what you think? I'll give you a virtual hug!!!!! xD

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