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Adventures Of Rosie ( AN ORIGINAL FICTION):- Ch 2

CH-2
A Tearful Goodbye

*What can I expect from this unpromising life? *
“How much time do we have left?” I questioned mom, fervently hoping that there is enough time to visit Joy’s place.
“We’ll leave at 7PM” mom responded while heading to the kitchen to pack the other things. That’s great! It’s 3 PM and I have more than enough time to visit Joy.
“Go change your clothes. I have kept a dress in your room. Put that uniform on the box in the corner of the room.” Mom shouted from the kitchen. “And ya, if you are visiting the Costa’s, please convey my and your dad’s regards. If we both weren’t busy, we all would have gone together.”
“How did YOU KNOW Everything?? Must be some magician.” I said and grumpily stomped upstairs to my room while mom was giggling at my words.
As I entered my room it was all empty. Sadness got filled inside me again. I sighed and did what mom had told me to.
“ Make sure to come back before 5:30!” shouted my dad who was helping the packer and mover team as I rushed out of the house, passing by the blossom trees and dashing across the street to the Costa’s mansion.
Yeah, you read it true. It’s a luxurious mansion! Her family is filthy rich but Joyce ain’t any spoiled brat. I don’t think I should be envious of her.
The main thing is, that her being a kid who grew up eating with a silver spoon and me being from a middle-class family hasn’t really bothered our bond which has lasted for the past 2 years. A friendship with no regrets(except the fact that I was going to leave).
“Hey, Rose Plant! What’s up? Aren’t you supposed to be here at 6 PM? Hmm, You are an early bird!” Joy said in a sassy tone while opening the door and welcoming me inside. It really sucks on talking about how she calls me. A ‘rose plant’, seriously? Usually, I roared at her when she called me by that name but, this time I’ll let her go.
“ Hey, Joy! I was planning to have some extra fun. I have something to tell you as well” I said excitedly though I was still saddened.
We went in and Mrs. Costa served us some delicious homemade cookies. We both watched T.V, played a lot, and were now bickering about our bossy classmate, Ella. But how was I going to tell her that I am going to L.A?
While Joy was busy bickering about the bossy classmate, Ella, my eyes fell on the wall clock. It was 5:10 already. I had only 20 minutes with me as I promised to be home at 5:30. I guess I will have to tell this anyway, sooner or later.
“Hey Joy” I called out. But looks like she wasn’t ready to stop belittling Ella. “HEY JOY” I called out a bit louder which was enough to catch her attention.
“Yeah Rose, what happened? You haven’t been paying attention to what I was telling.” She exclaimed.
“Well, I-I h-had something to tell you.” I said as my palms were sweating. I gathered courage and closed my eyes. “I AM LEAVING TO LOS ANGELES TODAY” I finally blurted out and shot opened my eyes only to see her dumbfounded face.
“You what?” she finally opened her mouth. “Why didn’t you tell this to me earlier? We could have…celebrated our 2nd year of friendship in advance.” She said almost on the verge of crying. And yes! Our 2nd anniversary of being friends was just in the next month. A drop of tear fell on my hand.
“How could I? I just got to know about this disaster when I got back home. I replied and we both hugged each other. “Well, I told you in the beginning that this will happen one day.
“Let’s not cry over this. I truly understand you. We’ll talk on the phone daily. And promise me that we will remain friends.” she said. This is the most promising thing anyone ever told me in my unpromising life. That’s why is the 2nd most special person (the 1st is my parents) in my life.
I nodded and we did the pinky swear to never break our friendship.
And then what? I cried and bid goodbye to the Costa family.
After a few hours, we left San Francisco to see a new horizon though, there was reluctance in my heart, as usual. Suddenly, I felt all the sadness of leaving the 2nd best person who gave different happiness to my short life.
Bye San Francisco, Bye blossom trees, Bye old school, Bye my old home and Bye old friends. This wasn’t the first time leaving my old town so, why was feeling so saddened? Why was there a different feeling? I never know the answer.

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Sanchita Behera

6, RYAN INTERNATIONAL SCHOOL, Bengaluru, Karnataka

Comments: 1
  1. sanchita_33 says:

    Hi! There will be a little delay in the post of CH 3 because I have exams. It will for sure get posted by the end of this month. I hope you wait till it does. 😀
    Regards from,
    The Author😘😘

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