• My mom drove me to the inn right outside of town, and worry struck her face like she had just saw an airplane crash into the street. The inn is where I would meet my best friend, and where we would start our trip to Nashville, Tennessee. Me and K.C. had dreamed of doing this for I don’t know how many years. We both planned to head into the world of music, and songwriting. So, tonight was going to be the night that we would start this amazing journey into stardom. I didn’t count on getting famous like K.C. did. She thought that once we sang at one of the coffee shops in Nashville, that we would get discovered like that. I didn’t think like that. I knew this would probably not work out, and so, I didn’t worry about stardom to much. “Hun, I just want to tell you that I love you very much. I put $65 in your wallet, and I stalked your suitcase with some new clothes. I want you to call me after each day is over. I really am going to miss you, Sara.” My overly paranoid and loving mother told me with that guilt of letting me go so fast. I was only 17, and my life as a regular highschooler was now over. I was now going to be a musician. Out on the road 24/7. It had been maybe 15 seconds before I decided to actually answer her. “Me too, mom. I love you.” I stepped out my mom’s old purple Honda, and headed into the Motel 7. This was going to be that last time I would see my mom for a long time. The hotel was covered in the oldest carpet you would ever see, and the clerk looked like she was maybe in her 70’s. Ugh… K.C. picks the ugliest and oldest hotels for her meeting places. “Hello, I need the room key to room 308, please. I am here to meet with my friend K.C.. She must of told you earlier that she was going to have a guest named Sara come, right?” I asked the clerk, as she awoke from her dreamless sleep. She answered with a croak in her voice. “You don’t need a key here. Just walk on in. It’s the first door on the right, once you get to the 2nd floor.” The old lady answered. Her name tag told me her name was Judith. What an odd name? “Thank you… Judith.” I told her with a confused, yet, familiar tone in my voice. I walked over to the 1950’s styled elevator, and pressed the 2nd button. The music that was playing was Johnny Cash, Ring of Fire. Oh… K.C. is going to get it! Not that I didn’t like the song, but still, who would want to stay at a hotel that didn’t play the hits I was used to? The bell rung, and I hopped out of the elevator with a swift leap, and made it to my door. I heard K.C.’s music blaring the song “So What?!” by Pink. Finally, some music I actually know. “Knock, knock, knock!” I yelled through the loud music. I heard her walk over to her old timey cassette player, and press pause. The waiting had finally gotten a hold on me. I could bare it no longer. I heard whispering through the crack in the door, and it sounded like she was talking to someone either in her room, or on the phone. I walked in by instinct, and saw my boyfriend and her boyfriend sitting on the end of the bed. She was getting them prepped. “Oh my gosh! Brandon!!” I screamed as I sprinted across the room to hug him. “I didn’t know you came home!? Why didn’t you call me?” I asked, as I set down my small purse on the nightstand. Brandon had changed so much over the summer. His hair was now a creamy brown, and his skin was that olive tone that I was used to seeing. His baby blue eyes still sparkling like I always knew they would. He put out his arms as if to hug me, and I reached into his embrace. His deep voice overwhelmed me as he spoke the answer to my question. “I didn’t want to ruin the huge surprise that K.C. planed. I would have told you, but then again, I would probably of gotten my but kicked by little miss ‘ do as I tell you, or your dead ‘. I missed you so much, Sara.” My mind went crazy with questions about his summer boot camp. He was training to be in the US Marines, and I didn’t like it one bit! He was my life. “I missed you so much, Brandon. Really, I cried every night since you left. I love you.” I crooned, with a salty tear running down my freckled face. “I love you, too.” He told me. K.C. was ruining the moment every second with her terrible dancing, and her boyfriend, James, was dancing along with her doing the disco. I had the weirdest friends! “Could you two please go ruin someone else’s lives please? There is an old lady down in the lobby just dying to blab about her wisdom to some young people. Go on down there and dance for her.” I yelled over the music. I guess they heard me, because they grabbed the portable c-d player and headed to the elevator. James and K.C. had been boyfriend and girlfriend since 6th grade. They were in love. James had already proposed to her, but she said it had to wait till after graduation. James was really disappointed. Brandon and I were both homeschooled, and planned to marry pretty soon. We had both graduated way before they did. “You look like something’s bothering you, Sara. Tell me what’s wrong. I know you.” Brandon said stroking my cheek with the backside of his hand. I grabbed his hand and kissed it lightly, and then set it down on my lap. The news was on, and we were both alone. Finally some talk time between us. “Well, I know my mother is probably sobbing in the hotel she is staying at, and plus, I’ve just missed you dearly.” I admitted. He grabbed my forhead gently, and pulled it close enough to his lips so he could kiss it gently. “I missed you more than you could ever imagine, Sara. I held your picture every night, and cried a little too. You have no idea how much my life was dead without you, Sara.” I smiled because of his loving words. He hugged me again, and stood up right after. He pulled me up by my hands, and turned on some classical music that he would play when I would come over to his house. We both danced, and he leaned in gently to kiss me. I copied him, and our lips touched. I hadn’t kissed him for so long, so the kiss was a little longer than what we were used to. One minute passed, and the kiss was now over. It was getting late, so I headed to the bathroom to put my pajamas on, and brush my teeth. Brandon did the same. K.C. had texted me saying that James had passed out on the floor because of how much he spinning around, so they slept in the lobby.