Chapter 14: 2x24
As I was putting a note in my moms turn in basket on her desk I saw something disturbing.
On a packet of fax paper was this: Can you send over Aria's transcript?
I picked up the paper and turned to the next paper. At the top it said Glensbury Boarding School for Girls. Under that it said, Vermont. Below was a form to fill out by my parents, name, birth, age, gender, etc.
They're sending me away?! To Vermont? They cant do that! I was furious, they couldn't jus send me to a boarding school! What about my friends?!
Confused and hurt I put the form down and left to meet my friends.
*On the Phone*
"Hey," I said as Ezra answered on the second ring.
"Hey, how are you?" He said from the other end.
"Horrible," I answered truthfully.
"Why? What happened?"
"My parents happened." I said as I walked out of the school to see my friends waiting at a table for me.
"What do you mean? What did they do now?"
"They're sending me to a boarding school!"
"Yeah, I found a transcript for Glensbury Boarding School for Girls on my mom's desk."
"Glensbury? Isn't that in Vermont?"
"To be honest, I'm not to surprised. They want us apart, or more specifically your dad. He doesn't like me, never will." He said, and I knew he was right. "Aria…"
"Don't… Ezra, I wont let them take me away from you and my friends, I don't care what I have to do. I'm not leaving you and my friends." I said as I walked down the stairs to my friends. I was telling the truth, my parents aren't separating me and my friends and Ezra. "I will talk with you later, I have plans with Spencer and them, I'll see you later."
"Love you." I said and hung up, putting my phone in my jacket pocket.
"You ready to go Aria?"
I opened the door and was about to shut it when I saw Ezra sitting at his desk with a letter in his hands.
"Hey," I said as I shut the door. "I thought you were working late tonight?"
"Turns out I didn't have to." He said as I sat on the edge of the his desk.
"Oh," Was all I could say as I set my purse on the ground beside me. I took his hand and said, "Well, um, I got some good news. They're pulling the plug on boarding school."
"Do you know what changed their minds?"
"Yeah, I had to dig up some pretty ugly stuff I'd definitely rather keep buried, but, hey, you gotta fight one battle at a time."
"Right, well, we might have just lost the war." He said, I didn't know what to say. What did he mean we lost the war? What happened?
"What are you talking about?" I said, finding my voice, to be honest, I wasn't sure I wanted to know the answer.
"I got fired today." He said. He then picked up the letter that he had put on the desk. "Next Monday will be my last class."
I took the letter and looked right in his eyes. What was he gonna do? I felt so bad, I didn't want to lose him, but I more didn't like the fact that he lost his job.
"Basically, they said they'd no longer offer my class." He said walking over and sitting down next to me on the couch. "But, they'll probably just re-name the course and hire somebody your father likes to teach it."
"I swear to you, if I knew that my father was gonna do this-" I said but he cut me off.
"Aria, stop. Your not gonna break up your family to keep us together. That's not a choice." He said, and I knew he was right.
"What are you gonna do?" I asked, afraid of the answer.
"I'll.." He said and sighed, leaning back on the couch. "Probably head to my folks place for a while, regroup, send out résumés, make cold calls."
"When will you be back?" I asked on the verge of tears. He adjusted himself on the couch so he was facing me, back to the side of the couch.
"Aria.." he said, brushing my hair out of my face. He kept his hand on the side of my face. "If I cant teach high school in this town, or collage, what's left? Its what I do… and I need to find a place where I can do it."
I nodded, not trusting my voice. I felt a tear fall down my face, I wiped it quickly.
"Look, wherever it is, there lucky to have you." I said when I found my voice. And it was true, he was an amazing guy, anybody would be lucky to even have met him. It was sad I had to let him go, yes, but I was lucky to have known him, I was lucky to love him, and I always will.
"Do you have any idea how much I love you?" He asked, I couldn't say anything back, I was at a loss of words. I leaned over and kissed him, showing him all the things I wanted to say, but couldn't, because there were no words for how I felt.
I scooted closer to him, wanting to be as close to him as I could, as I did, he did to so we were right next to each other.
After a little bit of kissing I started taking his tie and throwing it to the side, on the floor. Before I knew it, he was taking of my over shirt, leaving my lace tank top and bra on top.
I knew what was going to happen, and I was scared, but I didn't care, it was with the person I loved, and I might not see him again, and all I wanted was too be near him, and this feeling scared me, but I kept going, ignoring the fear.
Slowly I started unbuttoning his shirt, never taking my mouth off of his, except the occasional break for air. Once I was on the last button, he broke from the kiss to take off his shirt and we kept kissing. Once his shirt was off we started laying back on the couch and we started making out…..