I flung myself onto bed and slammed my head into my pink love heart pillow. Before I knew it I cried myself into a deep slumber, until I was woken by a constant tapping on my bedroom door.
“Go away Dad!” I shouted in a sleepy voice.
“Elisha, please come out and talk to me. The estate agent just faxed me some pictures of our new home. I think you’re going to like it.” I didn’t answer. There was a long awkward silence. Suddenly small piles of photos were posted under my door, followed by:
“Here, have a look, its gorgeous.” I heard footsteps slowly moving away from my door and down the stairs.
I looked up from my pillow and saw a small glimpse of a sparkling chandelier hanging from the ceiling in one of the rooms. I lifted myself to a sitting position and slowly moved over to the photos by my bedroom door. My eyes nearly popped out of their sockets with shock as I drew closer to the photos. I bent down in amazement, carefully reached for the pile of photos and stared at them in disbelief. As I kept staring all negative thoughts were evaporated from my brain. I unlocked my door, ran as fast as I could downstairs, and burst through the living room door. Dad was sat on the sofa beaming at me.
“A penthouse?!” I screeched.
“Told you you’d like it.”
“Like it?! It’s AMAZING!” I rapped my arms around his neck and hugged him as tight as I could. “But how can we afford to buy a penthouse? You don’t earn that much a year.” I wondered.
“The company is paying for it and all the removal costs and a car, all we have to pay for is decorating it.”
“That’s awesome!” I yelled. “Come on, let’s get packing.” I said enthusiastically.
Dad chuckled. “Not yet darling, I think it’s best to tell your friends first.”
“Oh, yeah. How am I gonna tell them?” My heart sank.
“I tell you what, why don’t you arrange a goodbye meal for Friday night, and I’ll pay for you all to go out tonight as well, so you can break the news.” Dad offered.
“Thanks Dad. I’ll send them all an e-mail now.” I said gratefully.
“Well not too many people, darling. Just your close friends, ok?”
“Ok, sure.” I said smiling. I skipped back to my room, singly loudly. I switched on my PC and started to write my e-mail invite. It said:
“Hi everyone, I’m having a meal tonight and you are all invited. I have some news I need to tell you all. We are meeting at the ‘Blue Dragon’ restaurant in town at around 8pm. My Dad’s booked a table for six people so please text me to say whether you can come. It’s really important so please come as I want to tell you all together. Hope to see you all there. Elisha xxx”
I then sent it to my five closest friends, Marie, Bethany, Emily, Becky and Charlotte. They were the five girls I’d known for eight years; they were my family. We told each other absolutely everything and we always knew it would never go out of the group. We hardly ever fell out and when we did it wasn’t ever for longer than four days. I was dreading having to tell them I was moving to Happlin. And even more so that I had to leave on that Sunday.
I was just about to get into the shower when my phone bleeped and two messages appeared on the screen. One from Becky and one from Bethany. The first one read:
“Hey babes, thanks for the meal invite but I can’t come tonight. So sorry! What’s the news? Love you xx”
“Crap!” I thought, now not everyone will be there to hear my news. I didn’t want Becky to be the last to know but I couldn’t tell her first either. I pressed ‘Reply’ and thought for a minute, I then wrote:
“Oh, ok babes. I can’t tell you what it is because it would be unfair on everyone else. I’ll text you the second I’m about to tell them. Keep your phone with you at all times. This is huge! Love you xxx”
Once my reply to Becky had sent I began to read the message from Bethany, praying that it didn’t say she couldn’t make it either. I cautiously pressed ‘Read.’ It said:
“Hey babes, just replying to your email. Sounds cool, it’s not bad news though is it? Hope not. Anyways, see you at eight. Love you xxx”
I didn’t bother replying to Bethany because I knew it would just lead to more questions. I continued to get ready for my shower and chucked my phone onto my bed while I chose my outfit. After lots of thought and consideration I finally chose my outfit. I chose to wear my purple sunset effect t-shirt with a white skirt and lilac high-heeled sandals. I carefully folded them into a pile and placed them on my bed.
By the time I got out of the shower and finished drying my hair it was already half seven. I still hadn’t got dressed or done my make-up. I hurried around my room in panic. I only had half an hour to get ready. I quickly got out my make up and sat at my dressing table trying to apply each item as quickly as possible. I rushed to get dressed into the clothes I’d lay out on my bed as the clock hands moved closer and closer to eight o’clock. Finally, at quarter to eight I was ready to go. I ran downstairs and dragged Dad to the car.
When I arrived everyone was already waiting outside, everyone except Becky that was. As I stepped out of the car and waved bye to Dad, they all ran up to me.
“So, what’s the news then?” Marie asked excitedly.
“I’ll tell you once we’re eating.” I let out a small smile.
My heart was racing so fast as we entered the restaurant. I walked up to the waiter as the others followed behind me like a flock of sheep.
“Hello, how may I help you girls?” He kindly asked. He was dressed in a dark suit, white shirt and a red tie. I could tell this was his work uniform because he had shaggy hair so I knew that during the day he wore a much more casual image. I imaged he would dread getting ready for work out of his loose jeans and baggy t-shirt into the posh made suit and tie.
“Yes, we have a table reservation for eight.”
“What’s the surname please?”
He searched through the reservation book and smiled as he saw the name. “This way please, ladies.” He said he showing us to our table.
“Thank-you.” I smiled as we all sat down.
I looked around nervously at all my friends and wondered how I was going to break the news to them. I hadn’t really worried until that moment as we all sat down. By the look on their faces, they obviously assumed it was good news. As we all read the menu, I fidgeted with my hair and tapped my foot nervously on the floor. Everyone was chattering away happily to each other. Except for me. I sat in silence trying to figure out how and when to tell them.
After what seemed to be about an hour the waiter returned with his notepad ready to take our orders. I ordered Sheppard’s Pie and vegetables. Everyone else’s order was a blur as I stepped once again into my daze of how I was going to tell them all.
“Babes? What’s wrong?” Bethany asked in a concerned tone.
“Nothing.” I half smiled and wiped the single tear, which managed to escape from my eyes.
“Seriously, babes, I know when nothing’s wrong and now isn’t it. What’s wrong?”
“You’ll find out soon.” I whispered. Beth’s mouth hit the ground, but she didn’t say anything. She knew that if she asked more questions the others would catch on and she could see that I wasn’t ready to tell anyone yet.
After about ten minutes of chit chat the food arrived. I started to write my text message to Becky as promised. Just before everyone started to dig in, Charlotte looked at me with a slightly confused but serious expression and asked “you’re not pregnant are you?”
Excuse me? Me? Pregnant? No thank-you! I thought.
“Yes, that’s it Charlotte. I’m the Virgin Mary of the twenty-first century.” I said putting one hundred percent sarcasm into my voice. “Silly cow,” I giggled then stopped when I was reminded by the real reason I had taken them to dinner. The real news I had gone there to tell them.
“Ok, I suppose now’s better than never.” Everyone looked up at me, their faces full with worry. “Everyone, as you all know I invited you here tonight to tell you some news.” I looked down at the ground and took a deep breath. “Sadly, Becky couldn’t come tonight so I’m gonna text her in a second as I tell all of you.” I lifted my phone above the table and rested my finger on the ‘Send’ button. “I’m moving...” I paused as I pressed ‘Send’ then I continued. “To Happlin.” I sat back down and silence fell across the table.
“Oh my god, Elisha! You can’t move.” Marie screamed breaking down into tears.
“I have to; my Dad’s company is relocating him there, so I have to go as well.”
“When are you leaving?” Emily asked, she was the only one not crying, but I could see she had tears in her eyes. Emily never cried, she was a rock. I looked down at my feet and didn’t answer.
“When are you leaving?” She asked again, this time more panic invaded her voice.
“Monday.” I mumbled, still looking at my feet. Tears started to rush down face.
“MONDAY??” Everyone shouted.
“Yes.” I looked up at all of them, now everyone was crying even Emily. “I’m so sorry you guys. I really don’t want to leave, I really don’t. But I can still come visit and we can e-mail and text and stuff.” I pleaded trying to lighten up the atmosphere. Suddenly, I felt my phone vibrate in my bag; I hurried to get it out to read Becky’s reply. It said:
“OMG, babes! That’s awful. Why didn’t you tell us before? Now we only have two days together. This is so bad; I wish I could be there tonight. I’m crying my eyes out over here. God I hate my mum, she grounded me this morning that’s why I couldn’t make it. Love you xxx”
For the rest of the night the atmosphere was awful, I felt mean that I was leaving them all behind. They were so heartbroken. I felt guilty for being happy earlier when I saw the photos. Over dessert I told the girls about the goodbye dinner Dad had suggested for Sunday night and they all agreed to come. I also suggested having a last shopping spree together the next day. We all decided to meet up in town at 10am.
Once I got home, I’d never felt so depressed and alone. It felt as though I’d fallen out with all of them. But I knew I hadn’t. I realized that I’d never make friends like them in Happlin. No matter who I became friends with, it just wouldn’t have been the same. Me moving to Happlin was a big changing point for everyone in the group. I laid in bed for the rest of the evening looking through all my photos and all the presents and souvenirs they had given me. At around ten thirty I decided to go to sleep so I’d get up in time, well at least try. Turned out the last time I looked at the clock it read 04:55am. I couldn’t sleep no matter how hard I tried. Everything was running through my head on replay.
After what seemed to be five minutes my alarm clock rang endlessly at me to get up. It was 9:30 and I had half an hour to get ready and into town. I leaped out of bed in panic. I rushed to the bathroom to wash my face and clean my teeth. Then back again to get dressed and do my hair. I finally left at 9:55. I had just five minutes to get to town. I ran as fast as I could down the hill and into the shopping centre to meet the girls.
“Hey!” I puffed. They all turned around to face me as I ran closer to them.
“Elisha!” They shouted back excitedly, all running towards me with open arms and greeted me with a huge group hug.
“Sorry I’m late, couldn’t sleep last night so I got up late.” I said still out of breath.
“Don’t worry, you’re here now. Let’s go.” Charlotte said smiling.
We shopped for hours, giggling and joking all day long. It was probably the best shopping spree we’d ever been on. I think overall we took about fifty photos of us all together, some serious ones of us posing and some silly ones of us trying on random hideous clothes.
When I arrived home Dad was in the living room wrapping ornaments in bubble wrap and placing them in boxes. There were already three boxes stacked up against the wall sealed with tape reading “fragile, handle with care.”
“Where have you been Elisha?” Dad asked as soon as he heard my key in the lock.
“I went to town with the girls; we had a last shopping spree. Why?”
“You didn’t leave me a note or anything; I didn’t know where you were.”
“Well, we do have a phone you know.”
“I tried ringing you four times!” He raised his voice.
“Oh, I didn’t hear it. Sorry.” I said calmly.
“Well you’re home now. So come help me pack.” Dad said; his voice now level with mine.
“Ok, one second. Let me put these away upstairs then I’ll come down and help pack.”
I spent all evening packing with Dad, the most boring activity ever invented. Finally, at ten Dad gave me back my freedom, so I had a shower and went on IM for a couple of hours. I told all my other friends about me moving, most of them already knew because the girls told everyone. I even got an e-mail from my ex boyfriend Brad. Well sort of ex, we didn’t really date, we only went out twice. Once to the cinema and again for pizza in town. He ended it after two weeks for a girl in the year above. I didn’t really mind as the girls set me up with him after we met at Becky’s birthday party; he was a good guy but I only saw him as a friend. So I was kind of relieved when he ended it. I was surprised to receive an email from him as we hadn’t spoken for two years since the break up, but it was a nice surprise. It simply said that he was sad to hear I was moving and hoped to keep in touch. I was glad he had contacted me again; after he ended it he seemed to feel awkward around me and wouldn’t talk to me. I didn’t have anything against him, but I’m not sure he knew how I would take the break up and decided to just end all contact. I didn’t really mind but was sort of disappointed to lose a friend.