Natalie Romano
Back to California?
I couldn't believe my ears when my dad said it. Was he actually going to make me leave California and go back with him to New York?
How was I supposed to cope? And I'm not referring to school or the friends I made here. I was talking about Jordan.
I stared at my dad, my heart hammering against my ribs. "You can't be serious," I said, my voice barely above a whisper. "I don't want to leave."
But his face remained impassive. “Natty, I'm not changing my mind. I won't let you stay here a minute longer. Pack your things. Now!”
Jordan didn't say anything. He just sunk into the couch and looked at me with teary eyes.
The thought of leaving him, leaving everything behind, was unbearable. I had spent so many nights tangled in Jordan's arms. I couldn't lea
