Finding Me: Book 1: All I've Ever Wanted (A New Adult Romance Series)

by Unknown

  She felt herself drifting further into her fantasy, started to see the edges of reality become distorted as she drifted off to sleep, when suddenly, the phone rang. She jumped from the couch, making a loud snorting noise and listened for the phone. She looked all over as it rang a third time, and then a fourth, and then a fifth. The message machine beeped as she remembered she had thrown in in between the couch cushions. She dove into the couch like an Olympian as her brother voice sounded off of the phone dock.

  “Hey Sista!!! You there? C’Mon! I know you’re there! Don’t be mad at me, I can expai-“

  She finally pulled the phone out of the dark abyss and slammed on the talk button, almost breaking her nail.

  “ANDY!” She yelled loud enough to make her voice echo, even on her end. “WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU? I'VE BEEN WAITING ALL DAY!!”

  She heard her brother chuckle on the other end of the line. She half wanted to punch him and half wanted to hug him, he sure did know how to worry a girl.

  “Listen, Mags,” He started, his voice sounding a little hesitant at first, she was just glad that he sounded half alive. “I got caught up with work, it’s a big project for a big client out in the middle of the desert and he don’t get any reception there, I’m able to call you now because I had to run out for food for the night.

  There was a long pause between them. Maggie listened to the sounds coming from his side of the line, she heard nothing. No voices, no cars, nothing. He really was in the middle of nowhere.

  “Well Andrew,” She stared, using his long first name to let him know she meant business, much the way her mother had done when they were children. “I’m very proud that you are doing so well and seem like you are taking care of yourself, but you have to understand that we made an agreement to meet up at the house this morning, and this is the first I’ve been hearing from you.”

  There was another bloated pause between them, she heard her brother take a breath to speak but cut him off before he could get the words out.

  “I don’t think you understand, the house was broken into Andrew, things were stolen. Dads tools, some of moms’ jewelry. They trashed the place and I cleaned it all up, as I always do. I thought the place was going to be packed up? I thought you had taken care of it?”

  She heard her brother stutter before he started. She felt a little bad, knowing that as his big sister, she always had the ability to frighten him.

  “Lis-listen Mags,” He said, almost yelling. “I’m sorry to hear about the house, that really sucks, and I was really looking forward to seeing you, I always do!” Maggie rolled her eyes and bit her tongue.

  “I’m telling ya!,” Andy continued, his voice shaking, “It’s just all these new jobs out here! I’m tellin’ ya, my friend really hooked me up! At this rate I’ll be able to buy my own house next year, it’s just I gotta work really hard right now for it.”

  Maggie squeezed her eyes closed and opened them, holding down all of the negative things she wanted to say to him in that moment. She reminded herself that this was her brother, and her was trying his best to recover. She was all he had left in the world, family wise, and she should take it upon herself to support him, not chastise him for not spending time with her. Maggie relented.

  “Ok, Ok, Andy,” She sighed, trying to sound as pleased as possible, “I’m proud of you, you know that, I was just worried. I was worried and I miss you, you jerk.”

  The two of them laughed.

  “I miss you too,” Andy said, his voice still sounding nervous.

  Maggie heard what sounded like the air compression of a truck on the other end of the phone, Andy covered the receiver and said a few mumbled words to an unknown man.

  ‘Maggie, listen, I gotta go,” Andy yelled into the receiver, Maggie could hear the commotion of other people in the distance.

  “Wait, Andy-“

  “Maggie, I left you a little present on your E-Mail, just do it, you deserve a vacation after all you’ve been through, and consider it part of me paying you back!” The phone began to cut out.

  “Andy?!” Maggie yelled, not wanting to let go of him just yet.

  “I love you sista!” Andy yelled, then the phone clicked.

  Maggie dropped the phone back onto the couch and raised both of her hands into the air.

  “Well, so much for that!” She said to the house.

  She stood there with her hands on her hips, shaking her head. After all she had done, how could he just ditch her like that? She thought to herself. She then remembered that it was her brother and he had been and always would be Captain Space Cadet.

  But why did he sound so nervous? She wondered.

  Maggie shook her head, loosening the bun on her crown and letting her hair fall free.

  “Present?” She questioned to herself out loud and she picked up her black scrunchie off the carpet, “Email?”

  She stomped back over to her computer, her bare feet slapping against the floor. She pressed enter and the screen became bright. She pulled her glasses down to the edge of her nose and opened up her account.

  “You have 1 new Message!” The screen read, she clicked on the red exclamation point.

  “Ticket for 1 person, round trip, Deporting from LAX 7:30am, arriving in Aeropuerto Internacional , Mexico City, Mexico.”

  “What…...” Maggie whispered to herself she opened the E-mail from her brother.

  Her brother explained everything in the message he had said on the phone; he was busy, wanted to make it up to her. Maggie felt touched, albeit confused by her brothers’ sudden generosity. In the message he had also included booking information for a week-long stay at a beach front 5-star hotel, meals included.

  “Oh Andy,” Maggie sighed, only her brother would do something like this. He never quite understood that Maggie was not a spontaneous spirit, that much like the house she had grown up in she also was well put together, everything intentional, a place for everything and everything in its place, and nearly unbreakable. Her brother, on the other hand, was like the tide that existed right outside her back door; wild, unpredictable, and, at times, dangerous.

  She shook her head and hit the print button on the tickets. The printer whirred to life again in defiance of gods will.

  “Huh, two miracles today,” She said to the house.

  She closed her computer and pushed it in her bag alongside the copies of her script. She walked over to the printer and picked up the few papers that had fallen out. She read her plane ticket, she was to leave tomorrow morning. Typical Andy, she thought to herself, sending her on a last moment get away with only enough time left to brush her teeth and pack her clothes. He hadn’t have even bothered to ask her if she knew any Spanish, which she did, fluently. It was just the typical kind of thing he would do, impulsive, thoughtless.

  She slipped the tickets into her bag and made her way for the stairs, knowing that she had to start packing.

  “Well Mexico,’ She sighed, lifting herself up by drift-wood banister “Here I come!”

  To be continued....

  Maddie Love

  It was a pretty humid day, all things considered. The temperature having reached above the 100's on the Fahrenheit scale, with the air itself feeling murky, like one was about to swim and had to do so to reach their destination, so saturated with moisture that it was a wonder anyone didn't simply emerge from outside drenched in anything more than just sweat. It was the sort of day that most people spent indoors, and indeed most people glad that they lived in a world that had devised air conditioning for the sole purpose of easing everyone's lives in this sort of weather. That's where the story starts, of course, and where Maddie Johnson, and Jordan Brett found themselves. Indoor, comfortable around one another in the relative safety of one of the local department stores. The air was crisp, and cool, keeping everything fresh inside while the hellish heat outside raged on to make the world miserable in it's summer passing.

  Standing beside a row of various knickknacks, they stood beside one another, p
layful in their demeanor as they wore the clothing of the season. Maddie herself stood tall, and with a slender, petite build. Long legs reaching to longer abdomen, with her scarlet red hair reaching down past her shoulders as he looked to Jordan with those alluring sapphire eyes. Jordan of course could not help but stare back at her, that gaze the first thing he's noticed of her since they had first met, and in admittance to no one but himself, the reason for his affection towards Maddie. Still, she spoke, continuing on their playful discussion as she asked. "So tell me Jordan. What do you think we should do after this? We can't hang out in a store all day."

  Jordan simply shrugged his skinny shoulders and smirked back over her way. He himself stood tall, and just as slender though not with the dancers grace she had trained with. Blue eyes behind thin rimmed glasses looked back to her as he brought up one hand to brush through his short, curly brown hair. Tilting his head almost as if to think on her question fully now. "Well.. I suppose if we wanted to, we could go swimming later. Get some of this stink off of us and get outside."

  "You just want to see me in a bikini, don't you?" teased Maddie, raising her brow towards Jordan as he went red in the face from embarrassment, the nerdiness within him coming out as he raised his hands to fend off the accusations while he smiled all the while. "No no no, nothing like that. I just thought with how hot it is today, you'd like to take a break outside thats all. Nothing like that."

  Maddie couldn't help but continue to smirk as she shook her head. Her shoulder length hair slapping against the side of her face as she turned and looked along the rows and rows of knickknacks that lined along the wall as Jordan continued to talk, changing the subject almost instantly as he leaned in closer towards her. The movement not escaping Maddie's sight as she leaned to the side somewhat, though not too far from the man he continued on. "Besides. Don't you have your audition tomorrow? I know that some representatives from "Dancing World" is out here, looking for talent. You need some relaxing to settle your nerves a little bit."

  Of course, those words brought back all sorts of conflicting emotions within her. On the one hand, she agreed with Jordan. A little bit of relaxation was good, and of which she was in desperate need of. But yet, on the other hand if she wasn't as good as, or better than, all of the other applicants that came out for this audition, she wouldn't win. She had to win. This was what she had been building up for since she was a little girl. All of the lessons, all of the practice, all of the aches and pains to improve and become the best is leading up to this moment to her she figures. She smiled a simple cautious smile, looking over towards Jordan through Sapphire eyes as she replied. "I've been working on it. I've been practicing for months. I'm nervous Jordan, you know that. But this is something that I really want. Something that I really need."

  "But if you get the job Maddie, won't that mean you'll go away from here?" Jordan asked, almost in a quiet tone as he simply looked upon her.

  Maddie deadpanned somewhat, caught unprepared for his question as she simply smiled somewhat. Her eyes looking from the tall man that stood before her. Her friend since high school. The one person whom she's depended on for emotional support through the trials of her life. Her best friend, and confidant. She knew fully well Jordan's feelings towards her, and how he'd feel if she just packed up and left, but this was something that she needed to do after all. She truly did not know how she felt about Jordan. Love? She couldn't say fully. But she looked away as he did as well. The awkward silence filling the aisle that they stood in for the several moments that none of them said anything before Maddie turned to look upon him. Jordan's eyes downcast, the feelings she knew he felt was there, plain as day upon him. Jordan never was good at hiding his emotion, wearing his heart on his sleeve at every opportunity. She reached out. Patting her palm upon his bare elbow as she spoke, trying to cheer him up.

  "Come on Jordan. What do you say we go get some swimming done huh? We can't sit in here all day. Maybe we can invite some other friends and hit up Chad's place. His room mates out of town for the week."

  That alone seemed to cheer him up as he turned and looked upon her with another smile. Nodding his head as he tilted his head towards the door "I think that would be pretty fun Maddie. Why don't we head on out for a while. You've got some relaxing to do."

  And so they went, their humors returning to them as they left the convenience of the heated store, and to the inferno hell outside that marked the summers day, the sun overhead beaming upon the earth. Uncaring of the pain and warmth it brought to all beneath. However, for the day at least, two people are happy with one another.

  Sometime later during the course of the next day, Maddie found herself awaiting at the audition room itself. She stood there with roughly a group of twenty other girls behind the curtain of a large rotunda like stage at the community theater building. Grouped together with others from her class that she's shared her goal and aspirations with who all felt the same as her, that this is a way of this town to live their dream, as well as other girls from out of town. Some of whom come from as far as the city over. All of them of course competing with one another for the same thing: To win the judges over outside who are judging their performances,

  The atmosphere inside the building was full of tension so thick it could be cut with a knife almost. Girls of all ages and varying strengths and skill were there, pushing and shoving one another to peek from behind the curtain to the girl who went before, watching as the judges looked from their seats solemnly, and casted their gaze to whomever was on the stage. Sending them home with either a no, promises of being called up at a later date, or for consideration. None however was asked to stay on. While the girls themselves stood around, joking with one another, being friendly and talkative, Maddie herself knew whole heartedly that the reason they were all there was as competition with one another, and that this audition would be cutthroat to the end.

  Still, her nervousness got the better of her as she peeked from behind the curtain as the smaller number of girls behind her pushed and strained against her. Watching the one who went before her. A lump growing in her throat as she swallowed it down, her nervousness growing with each movement that the dancer made. Her own doubts, and her own insecurities getting the best of her. Starting to wonder if she was good enough for this yet. Her eyes swaying to the rhythm and movement of her body with the music itself. However, luck would either be on her side, or misfortune on the side of the dancer she was admiring as she stumbled near the middle of her performance and nearly sent herself flying down upon the stage, her misstep echoing within the auditorium, causing the music to stop and a deafening silence to echo off of the walls as everyone held their breath. Everyone except the judges of course who simply shook their heads collectively, marking upon their clipboards as the imposing man within the center spoke next, the sound of his voice chasing away the silence as he yelled "Next."

  So Maddie walked out slowly upon bare feet. Her choice of attire being the same as she always wore when practicing in her studio. Black leggings that hugged along her petite form, with a tightened top that meshed with the bottoms and gave her a seamless silhouette. Nervous, but formal she moved as she walked to the center of the stage before the three judges. Two women, and a man in the center. All wearing glasses, their faces half hidden by clipboards as the older woman to the central male's left spoke up. "Name please."

  "M-Maddie Johnson. Ma'am. Madeline Johnson." she corrected herself, choosing the formal version of her name over the informal, intending to make an impression first before she chose to dance.

  "Ms. Johnson. You may proceed. You have two minutes." She said again, uncaring to the plight of Maddie as she nodded her head, and awaited the music to start. Slowly at first, she found herself within the rhythm shortly after. Her world slowly crumbling away as her senses focused like a knife upon the task at hand. Her body going slightly numb as she let her body remember the dance moves before her mind registered them. Not closing her eyes, but focusing instead as she lifted one foot
after the other. Her lithe form seemingly weightless within the air as she moved in time to the steps she had learned, and the routines that were formalized in her training since early in her life. One, two, three, one two three, one foot above the other. Arms outstretched to slow her spin, the air rushing through her hair as the smell of her shampoo mingled with her sweat. Her features blurring with her body before her two minutes were up, and she heard the words to stop entering the world she created, bringing her back to reality.

  She stood there, posed in the last movement of her dance routine. Her breath shaking her form, expanding and contracting well her diaphram. Drenched in sweat, pooling down upon the floor beneath her as she slowly came back to the world at large. Her focus moving towards the judges as they deliberated. Sitting in front of her, leaning in on one another as they talked among each other. The sound of their voices silent, not echoing in the least. Maddie could not help but wonder if she had either done anything wrong, or what their choice would be. They looked neither excited, nor angry, and her heart sunk within her chest. Sure that she had blown her chance to win this. Her mind racing with the possibilities. Was she good enough? Was this the only opportunity that she'll ever have? Could she truly take rejection after this? Waiting for what felt like an eternity before the Man in the center slowly rose up from his seat to speak. The first time in the audition he had done so.