I packed all my belongings in a haze. My goal was clear now- get out of Illyria.
Thankfully, my house was empty. And from the many text messages and missed calls I knew they were searching for me.
I turned off my phone when Sawyer called me for the tenth time in twenty minutes. As angry as I was at dad last night- I realized I was just as angry at Sawyer too.
I needed to take control of my life again. I needed to be a girl and shed this persona.
“Are you leaving?” A familiar voice asked.I turned and met his burning gaze. He looked crossed between confused and frustrated.
“It’s time for me to stop playing this charade. Don’t you think?” I said my voice surprisingly small.
“Vivo I don’t think you should go-” he began before I raised my hand to stop him.
“Nothing you say will stop me.” I said honestly. “I have a life- a real life.” I emphasized.
“What about us? What about the guys on the team and the friends you made?” Ty asked grabbing a handful of my clothes and taking it out of my suitcase.
I yanked the clothes back and repacked them. “They weren’t my friends. That wasn’t my team. Before yesterday they didn’t even know Vivian King existed.” I argued.
Tyson grabbed my shoulders and pressed them firmly. “Then what about me? I’m your friend, I know you exist.” he said softly. I couldn’t meet his hurt expression. Not when I told him, not even he could stop me.
“You’ll forget about me too.” I mumbled freeing myself from his hold.
“Vivo you are one of the greatest friends I have. Is there anything I can do to keep you here?” he asked on the cusp of desperation.
“Think of it this way.” I said gently. “I literally put my life on hold for two weeks. I spent eight months back in California working my ass off for a scholarship to Maddie Dale. I finally got the golden ticket only for my brother to dangle it in front of me and guilted me into taking over his life. He ran away to tend his romance with a girl I’m sure he’s not interested in anymore. And now he’s back. My parents are leaving again. My life isn’t going to stop for anyone anymore. I’m leaving…this is my choice.”
Tyson took this all in. His jaw grinded but he remained silent. Then before I could register what was happening, his arms wrapped around me.
I pulled him closer and hid in the crook of his neck.
“Okay.” he whispered, “You go be Vivo again. I’ll even take you the airport.” he promised.
“I don’t want you to forget me.” I mumbled into his skin.
“Not possible.” he laughed pulling back, “Come on, lets get you packed.”
I grinned and helped Tyson fold clothes. I was truly going to miss him. But with all my willpower I knew I would come visit him every chance I got.
I glanced at the door that boarded passengers onto the plane. Then back at Tyson who looked at the door wearily.
It was time to say goodbye.
“You call me whenever Marie isn’t all over you, got it?” I grinned.
“At that rate, you’d never hear from me.” he chuckled before he suddenly stopped. “I still think you should have told your family. They’re going to worry.”
“No.” I shook my head, “Don’t ruin our cliché airport moment. This moment is specially reserved for you Tyson Pierce.” I glared at him playfully.
He grined and pulled me into another bone crushing hug. This time he lifted me in the air, as if I weighed nothing at all.
“Now boarding flight A97 to Boston Massachusetts.” The intercom announced. Tyson set me back down and frowned.
“That’s me.” I whispered, choking on a sob.
“Yeah…yeah okay.” he nodded looking down.
“I’ll come back every chance I get. I promise.” I swore and I knew I meant it.
I boarded the plane and only carried my purse on me for the flight. Going to Maddie Dale was easier than I thought.
My dorm and class schedule were already waiting for me. The secretary was very kind and made my hastey transition smoother.
I finally found my seat next to the window. This was it, operation switch a twin was defunct. Allowing myself one last glance, I peered out my window and saw Tyson still standing where I left him. From his point of view, he could see my plane.
Then something quickly caught my eye. It was Sawyer and Blake running towards Tyson.
Blake and Tyson both looked genuinely confused as to why the other was there. But Sawyer looked like he could care less. He was pacing back and forth talking really fast
He was yelling at Tyson. But Tyson held his ground and pointed at the plane glaring at my brother. From behind him Blake shoved Tyson yelling at him too.
I was too immersed in the scene unfolding in the airport that I nearly missed my phone vibrating in my pocket. Then a stewardess came up to me. A sweet rehearsed smile on her face.
“I’m sorry ma’am but you’re going to have to turn that off shortly. Please take the call quickly and thank you for flying Delta.” she said before scurrying off.
“Whatever infomercial.” I muttered answering the call on its last ring. I already knew it was him. “Nothing you could have said would have changed anything.” is the first thing I said.
“This is irrational Vivian!” Sawyer shouted. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.
“Forcing me to be you so you could run off and be with your girlfriend is irrational. I’m claiming my life back Sawyer. Now it’s time you do too.” I said, I turned back to the window and saw Sawyer looking at the plane hopelessly.
“You never told me this was hurting you.” he said softly.
“You never asked.”
“I’m sorry Vivi. I never wanted to put you in that position. I was selfish and was only looking out for myself. I forgot we were a team and I let you down. I’m sorry.” he apologized and it nearly broke my heart when I saw Sawyer touching the glass window with a look of sorrow and disappointment.
“I know you are.” I mumbled.
“That wasn’t an I forgive you. ” he pointed out “I guess I shouldn’t expect you to.”
“Give me time.” I said with a small smile before adding, “Go easy on Ty, he tried to make me stay but I wouldn’t.” I could see Ty and Blake openly glaring at each other now.
“Fine, but only because he’s your friend.” he grumbled.
The pilot made the announcement of take off and asked us to turn off our devices. I looked back at the window where the three boys now stared at the plane. But my eyes lingered on Blake the most. Why had he came? As far as he knew, we were strangers.
“Sawyer pass the phone to Blake.” I commanded. I saw Sawyer nod and pass the phone. Blake looked confused but took the phone and hesitantly answered.
“Hello?” his rough smooth tone asked.
“Blake. Thank you for last night and earlier today. You don’t meet people like you often.” I said sincerely. The only I regret I had was not becoming Blake’s friend while I still had the chance.
“The same could be said to you. Have a nice flight.” He smiled sadly from the window.
“Don’t be a stranger.” I said with a small smile.
“I won’t.” he promised, but I didn’t have much faith in that promise. We were strangers only tied together by one night.
“Ma’am I really need you to turn off your phone.” The stewardess from earlier told me.
“I have to go. Goodbye Blake and thank you for everything.”
“Goodbye Vivi.” he whispered then the line went dead.
I tucked away the phone and took one last glance out of my window. Three boys stood by the big glass window and watched as I ascended into the air. And I watched them until they were nothing but small specks.
Because that’s what this was. Illyria was a small speck for bigger and grander things ahead.
I set my bags down in my room. Apparently my dorm mate was out so it left me alone to settle in.
Everything was so…messy. The room looked like a tornado had passed through through it.
“Oh my god this girl is messy.” I groaned as I picked up a large pink t-shirt off the ground and folded it.
I unpacked what I could and neatly made my bed. It was already six in the evening and I knew that curfew was eleven thirty.
What if I didn’t like my roommate? I already knew she was messy. I’m not a neat freak, but I’d rather not live in a pig stye.
I glanced at her side of the room. The first thing that caught my eye was her love for Beyonce and Rihanna. She also had a poster of 5 seconds of summer. At least we have that in common.
Just as I was charging my laptop the door creaked opened. A girl with blonde hair walked in with a boy with sandy blonde hair.
I jumped off the bed to introduce myself. “Hi, I’m Vivian your roommate.” I greeted her politely.
The boy snickered and put his hand out. “I was wondering when I was going to get a roommate.” the boy chuckled.
I blinked,”Excuse me? I thought she…”
The shook her head and introduced herself, “My name’s Lewiza Mellon, I live down the hall. This is Antoine Lennon.” she said in a British accent, gesturing to the boy.
“But I thought this was an all girls school?”
“My grandmother had a really good lawyer.” he smirked.
“Well it’s nice meeting you.” I smiled kindly at him.
“It’s good to have company.” he returned my smile.
And Antoine and I really hit it off. He told me how he made history as the first male student. Then he told me he was an aspiring actor with an older boyfriend back in New York.
His parents are prominent socialites. And he is a scorpio so I better watch out when he’s in one of his moods.
“I’ll cut a bitch if you cross me.” he warned me settling on his messy bed.
Then I told him about myself. I was from California. I had a twin brother and workaholic parents.
One thing Antoine and I had in common was our strained relationship with our families. But Antoine told me most girls here had that too.
Apparently many parents thought the fine arts were a waste of time. As a result many girls had broken relationships with their families. Antoine assured me this is what made Maddie Dale girls family.
And right now I needed family. So maybe this was what I needed.
“We’re not only a school but a support system.” he told me. Then Antoine gave me a once over and it was like he knew I was hurt. “You have us now girl. Turn that frown upside down we don’t need the wrinkles babe.” he pouted.
I grinned and decided I liked him. “We really don’t darling.” I said in my best posh voice.