After Camden and I parted ways, I found myself heading back to the hotel in a taxi with mum and dad. I laid my head back on the seat of the car and let out a long breath. I closed my tired eyes and thought about Camden.

Did he really like me, or was he playing with my feelings?

I tried thinking about Dominic. He was just as amazing as Camden. But with Dom, we've both felt the sparks. Camden, some stars perhaps?

No. This wasn't me. I was a shy girl who suffered from social anxiety and couldn't even speak to anyone.

This doesn't seem like reality to me.

"So, who's the new boy you were talking to?" my mother asked me, obviously trying to make conversation.

"Camden Brent. Bella's twin brother." I answered my mother.

"Interesting. What were the two of you talking about?" my curious mother questioned me.

"Life."

"Oh, honey there must be so much more. Enlighten me." my mother said.

"Mum!" I said sternly, heat rushing up my cheeks. Camden was not an 'object' to discuss about.

"I'm your mother, I should be updated about things like this." said my insistent mother.

I playfully ignored her. From the front seat, my father turned to us and asked me about Camden. When I refused to answer, my parents teased me. I was embarrassed, I covered my face. However, I felt something else between those teases. Normality. We were once again a happy family, with no barriers between us, telling each other our secrets. Usually, Ollie would've been with us, but now, I still feel his presence strongly.

When we finally reached the hotel, I decided that the things that had happened between us to stay in Australia. By us, I meant my family, not Camden or Dominic. I should go back to talking to my parents without an invisible barrier, just a happy family shall remain.

Back in the hotel room, I set my phone to charge while I packed up all my belongings. I changed out of my dark clothings and changed into something more appealing.

I went to the bathroom to wash my face and apply a tinge of makeup. By the time I had got back, my phone was buzzing with two missed calls and twelve unread messages. All from the same person; Camden.

I felt a small part of me melt inside of me reading his cute pick up lines. Maybe I did have a crush on him.

I walked back into the bathroom. Picking up the nice smelling soap and lotion from the sink's counter, my thought whirled to Dominic. He was handsome, striking and so caring. We had tea. Once. We kissed. Once. What was my relationship with him? Would we continue to see sparks flying?

I then thought about Camden, whom I just met. He was cute, he was different. I wanted to know his friends. I didn't want to remain lonely. I needed some girls for company. If Camden could introduce me to his girl friends, I'd be able to open up.

Dominic and I were two very similar people. We were different and very lonely. He'd be able to help me out.

Once I was done packing my things, I went over to my phone. Four extra missed calls. He was insistent.

I unplugged my phone as soon as I was done and walked over to the living room where my parents were.

"Honey, have you taken everything yet?" my mother asked me.

I nodded my head with a pleasing smile.

"Sure?" my father added.

"Very." I finished.

I plopped myself on the couch next to them and I thought of bringing up the topic about the enrollment in my new school.

"So, I've decided on the school I plan to go to." I said out loud.

There was a moment of silence before I continued my sentence.

"That's great that you've been doing your research honey, where do you plan on going to?" my father asked me, in a serious tone.

"Winchester High."

My parents looked at each other for a long time. It was as if they were doing telepathy because they nodded their head in unison before telling me what they were going to say.

"We had also done our researches and our ideas match!" my mother exclaimed.

I was amused.

No.

Astonished.

That was what I felt.

My mum pulled me into her embrace. She also told me that she was glad that I had taken the initiative to learn about public schools. She meant that I was finally breaking away from my social anxiety. My father also mentioned that it was beautiful to finally see me socializing with people and that I might be able to have a normal life after all.

That was happiness to me. Being able to slowly break out of my hard shell, being able to finally open up to strangers. Things that I wouldn't have been able to do a week back. Maybe the new surroundings had something to do with all of this.

***

We checked out of the hotel at 3:00 p.m. That was almost 2 hours since returning from Ollie's funeral. Getting onto the plane was a little heartbreaking. The little drama and the sweet memories carved in this place would probably remain here until my next visit.

I took my seat next to the window, followed by my dad nd my mum by the aisle. I put on my earphones and started to drill my ears with 'The Weeknd's' fresh music. My eyes were locked onto the empty ceiling above me.

I could hear my father vigorously typing to someone on his phone. Even through the blasting music, the small sounds of him tapping his phone screen was buzzing annoyingly.

Being the busybody I am, I decided to catch a glimpse of who he was typing to and why his fingers were moving so very fast.

He was messaging a possible woman named Valerie.

Valerie: Dinner tonight at my place. 7.

Dad: I'll be there.

Valerie: Good. I'll see you then.

Dad: I love you.

Valerie: I love you too.

If it's possible, my heart skipped five beats. In addition, I held my breath. I bit my lip and I turned my face away to the window.

No. It wasn't possible, he wasn't cheating on my mother.

If he wasn't, then who was Valerie?

I told myself I wouldn't ask him who she was. I needed to find out about this 'Valerie' by myself.

I also remembered the promise I had made myself earlier, everything that happens/ happened here, stays here. Even if it were good or bad. The sweet memories, I'd have to create new ones from scratch. All would stay here and here only. I tried to clear my mind off these things.

But it wasn't easy for me to forget things like this.

Instead, to relax my mind, I increased the volume of the music on my phone. I needed a short getaway from these little things. Right now, I thought about my first day in Winchester High. I could already feel the adrenaline pumping through the veins in my blood. It was absolutely exhilarating.