My flight is at 10 p.m. on Friday, and my entire body is shivering. I'm anxious to finally obtain a job, despite the fact that this is what I've wanted for months.
I'm worried about seeing Ezra. I wish everything was still the same and nothing had changed between us. We've been together since high school, broke up in our first year of university, and then reconciled when we realized we were being foolish.
And since then, we've been the perfect couple. I love him, and he loves me.
And now I'm going to surprise him at his place. He told me he's staying at his parent's apartment in New York. His parents are fabulously affluent; they own a skyscraper and live in the top penthouse. Ezra has one older brother and a younger sister.
But he only has a close relationship with his sister; his older brother, Elijah, travels frequently and is rarely present.
That is what Ezra told me.
And Ezra used to loathe his brother, but he must have grown up and is no longer hating on him.
He used to grumble that his older brother was the favorite, and his rage toward Elijah always reminded me of when I used to get angry at my older sister for being the favorite.
That doesn't matter anymore.
Elijah is an asshole. I only saw him once at his family's dinner, and he was quite obnoxious. He always insults Ezra to drag him down in front of his parents; as the eldest brother, he should be setting a good example for his siblings rather than bringing them down. Elijah and Ezra are sworn enemies, so whenever Ezra mentions him, I know there will be difficulties.
But, throughout the years, Ezra has rarely spoken about his brother, so he has most likely grown out of his anger, and they have most likely resolved their differences as adults.
I've finally booked my flight. It was on Friday night, and I had no idea a ticket to New York could be so expensive. Thank God I've never traveled to New York to see Ezra. That would have emptied my wallet. It's much easier for him to come to Oklahoma than for me to go to him.
I have a lot to pack; I'm moving out of my flat, so I need to take everything with me. At the same time, I cannot take everything with me. I cannot afford to pay for excess luggage.
Stacy is the only good thing about Oklahoma that I will miss.
We've been best friends since high school, and we both attended the same college but studied in different departments.
She is the only one of my high school friends with whom I am still in touch. My other buddies were generally false to me and only used me to get close to Ezra. Everyone wanted him because he was affluent, but I didn't care.
Two hours later, Stacy arrived and assisted me with my belongings. She took my out-of-season clothes, along with various accessories and culinary utensils, to be donated.
Everything was arranged, and it's hard for me to believe that tomorrow I'll be in New York.
"Ahhh, I'm so excited about your new job," Stacy gushed.
"Omg imagine maybe in a couple of months later you'll be photographing celebs, girl you're so damn lucky." I couldn't help myself from giggling at what she said.
"You're kidding, right?" celebrities? nahh"
"I'm not, your work is amazing enough for celebrities to hire you, I mean, come on don't you think it's great." She said, and I can see she's serious, but I can't imagine that happening to me.
I just shrugged.
Several hours later. I was already in the airport and went through security, so I couldn't see Stacy any longer. She promised to come visit me in New York, but I doubt that will happen anytime soon.
I was woken up by the flight hostess after we landed. My body was cold, and my leg ached. It took me a moment to balance correctly. I've not stood up in hours.
I did not expect it to be this cold in New York in September. Alternatively, it could be because it is early in the morning. I should've done more research on NYC before coming here.
The wind swept through my face as I walked out of the plane. My arm was covered in goosebumps from the cold and the fear of starting a new life here.