Not
So Peaceful
Everyone wants to
keep their word of best friends forever. But the harsh reality is that it’s not going to go as you
plan or how you want. And this was the harsh truth of what my “best friend” and
I had become. When you both go separate ways across the country to go to school
the random texts and facetime conversations aren’t like being with each other
every breathing moment. I was about to go on a trip that I thought would help
solve all of that. I would travel to California with my best friend who I
hadn’t seen in almost 3 years. I thought it was just want I wanted but, it
wasn’t how I wanted.
As I open the door
into the shop the bells ring to let them know of my presence. I scan the shop
all around looking for Jessie as I say a polite hello back to the cashier. As I walked all around it wasn’t until I
walked to the bathroom with the one table there with a girl that looked
completely different, but familiar.
A flip phone in
hand, long brown hair brushed against the table with a peace sign necklace
mixing in strands. I didn’t want it to be Jessie. The girl was perfect,
everyone loved her, she had everyone wrapped around her finger, now she has
turned into a dirty looking hippie.
“Jessie...” I say
hoping to not get a response
“SARAH! Oh my gosh! You look
great!” she says to me draping her arms around my shoulders.
Jessie has changed
so much since the last I saw her. I really have no idea what I’m getting into,
but maybe this will be good just like the old times. I’ve been looking forward
to going to the beach and getting away. Shopping and meeting cute boys with my
best friend but by the way it looks it doesn’t look like she will be into any
of that.
“Jessie hi, how have you been? It’s
been 3 years!!” I say showing the complete shock that I’m in.
“I’m alright I guess so, you ready
for this trip?” she asks flashing a peace sign at the end of her sentence.
“Ready as I’ll ever be.” I say with
sarcasm in my voice. We walk out the door to see all my bags just waiting on
the sidewalk I’ve got them separated and ready to go. It took me hours to pack
because only the cutest outfits are allowed for California.
“Here let me help you get these. My
car is right over there with my bags already to go!” Jessie says to me as she
points to a huge tacky van that waits in the parking lot. A huge orange car
with a peace sign on the door frames. If anyone sees me getting into this I’m
dead.
After
all my bags are put away with just her single suitcase we sit down to what is
going to be a long journey with lots of awkward silence. Jessie rummages through a pile of scratchy
CD’s and picks one up smiles and looks at me like you’re going to love it type of way. She plays the CD that has
music you would hear in a garden store. She starts swaying with the music and
looks over at me. I give her a angered grin and look forward again. I don’t
know how much of this I can take. The awkward small talk and silent breaks and
the weirdest music I have ever heard in my life.
“So what have you been up to?” I
say trying to start a conversation with her.
“Nothing really. I just like being
outdoors and being in the environment not really into the whole hair and
make-up aspects anymore.”
“Obviously.” I say under my breath
turning to the comfort of looking out the window. I can barely get a 5 minute
conversation out of her. I start to really question how this trip is going to
work out if this is all that we can manage to have.
Five
hours of our journey has past, I haven’t turned my head from the window once.
We are so close to California I have to pep talk myself like I’m running a
marathon or something. It shouldn’t be like this. After being such good friends
that I can barely make myself sit in a car with her. She starts singing to her
music and that’s my breaking point, I can’t take anymore of her weirdness.
We roll up to a red light and
before I know it, I’m opening the door to reveal the asphalt street and cars
going by. I open the door and start to slam my bags on the ground.
“WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?” Jessie yells
to me. I don’t answer her.
I slam the sliding door shut as I
get all my bags and stick my head to the open passenger window
“I CANNOT TAKE YOU AND ALL THIS.” I
say waving my hands all around.
She tries to convince me to get
back in. We can work this out is all she’s saying to me. But the truth is we are too different from each
other. Polar opposites actually.
I
grab my bags off the asphalt and lug them to the sidewalk while cars honk
flying past me. The hospitality in California is none existence, I already hate
it here. Nothing went the way I wanted. My “friend” is a completely different
person. I was supposed to have the trip of a lifetime here in California and I
hated it.
I
walk a few blocks and come up to a cute little cafĂ© I can’t help but crack a
little grin. I open the door throwing my bags in front of me, all eyes on me I
walk to the host that is giving me a harsh glare.
“Just one.” I say embarrassed
She seats me to
the table on their outdoor patio. The scenery surrounding the restaurant is
like the movies. Breathe taking. But the people here where another story. I sit
and think how am I going to call my parents and say I’m coming back home the
same day that I left.
After sitting
there after the bill is already paid I just sit and sit around realizing I have
no were else to go. I finally leave and take all my belongings and start
walking for the LA airport. Blocks and blocks pass and the Californian sun
beats down on my skin that’s not ready for the intense heat. Once I turn the corner, the airport smacks me
in the face and I can’t believe what’s in front of me.
I think this really shows that characters because you get to know about the character without having too much. also you get to see her attitude that she has for everything. and how she reacts with Jessie the other character.
I think you did a great job on describing your character Sarah. I can picture her as something that can be stubborn and a little nerdy at times. I think this writing is hilarious!! You also did a great job on showing us your characters internal thoughts
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