The New Girl

Chapter Twenty-Two

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Chapter Twenty-Two

(Jordin’s POV)

“Jordin, wake up, hon,” Mom shakes me awake gently.

I pry my eyes open to see my mom and dad standing over me. Dad’s hands are piled with a couple wrapped boxes and Mom is holding out a beautifully iced cake. The cake is covered in chocolate frosting and has the words ‘Happy Eighteenth, Jordin!’ written on it in light pink icing. There are candles lining the circular cake, placed all along the border. I don’t even have to count and I know there are eighteen of them, each lit with a bright golden flame.

“Make a wish, Nay,” Dad urges as I sit up, a goofy smile spread across my face.

I take in a deep breath and prepare to blow out the candles. I wrack my brain for a good wish—but I can’t pick one. There are a thousand things I could wish for. But what I really want is for everything to stay the same. Everything, my whole life, seems to be changing in the blink of an eye.

I’m already eighteen. In just two months, school will be over. Not only that, I jet off to New York just a few days after my graduation. I’ve almost grown up in the last couple of weeks. So much has happened; I had my heart broken yet again, I survived a huge accident, and I also got accepted into Julliard. If that’s not a lot to take in at once, I don’t know what is.

Most people would wish for a fancy car, an A on their final exams, a pair of new Prada boots. But all I want is for my life to be, well, boring for a little while. I’ve had too many hectic misfortunes occur in just the past month, I’m tired of it.

Now that I think about it, being away from Scott isn’t the only reason I’m going to the Julliard in New York. I need to get away from…all of it. I need to get away from my past. I know I’m basically running, but that’s what I need to do. Moving back to Ohio isn’t an option, there’s too much corruption lying there for me. I need a fresh start, a new beginning.

And if that means being the new girl all over again, I’ll do it.

“Nay? Naomi?” My dad snaps his fingers in front of my face.

“Jordin? Sweetheart?” Mom taps my shoulder lightly.

I shake my head a little, breaking myself out of my little thought process. I had gotten so preoccupied in my own mind that I forgot all about my parents.

“Sorry,” I mumble. “I was just thinking of a wish.”

“Oh,” my mother smiles sheepishly. “Alright. Go ahead, then.”

I close my eyes yet again, and take a deep breath. I try to find the right words and then form the sentence in my mind. Okay, I’m ready.

I wish I wouldn’t get hurt anymore.

…

I sit cross legged on the couch in the living room, scrolling through the contact list on my old cellphone. I say “old” because my dad bought me a brand new phone for my birthday. And it’s not just any phone, it’s the fourth generation 3D Droid cellphone. Yeah, pretty cool.

There aren’t too many contacts in my phone, but the few I have will definitely be transferred. If only I could figure out how to get to the damn contact list on the Droid!

I finally find it and click it open. I start typing in the numbers and the names—Ollie, Lisa, Brittney, Aidan, Mom, Dad… I continue entering the contacts until I stumble upon one that throws me for a loop. I don’t know whether or not to put this one in. I’m not sure if I should…