Stuck On You

Chapter 1: 1: Freedom In Goodbye

I wasn’t the best role model. Although my mom would argue otherwise, she didn’t know the real me. There was a part of me itching to be let free, and it was about to get its chance. My mom only knew the perfect virgin Christian daughter that I portrayed for her benefit. I wasn’t perfect. I wasn’t even close to perfect. At least, that’s what I thought. She had a problem with letting go; literally. I was 18 and she still hovered like a helicopter. She was a helicopter mom.

“Call me and let me know as soon as you get settled in, and tell Quinn to speak too. Her mom and I are going to be here tonight,” my mom explained as she practically squeezed the life out of me. I gave a little grunt and hugged her back. Quinn’s mom was in a prayer group with my mom. They found every reason to hang out together. Our moms were like older religious versions of Quinn and I in a way.

“Mom, I’ll be fine. I’ll call you as soon as we get there,” I tried to assure her.

“And don’t forget that your first class is next week on Tuesday. Oh, and make sure to find a church down there. Tell me the name of it as soon as you find one,” she said, naming off her mental list. My mom was an assistant pastor at a church down here so church was very important to her. That was an issue for me, because I wasn’t religious at all. I couldn’t wait to sleep in on Sundays.

“Mom, I promise, I will be on time for my classes and I will go to church,” I said.

“Don’t sass me, Jordyn,” she said letting go of me. I chuckled and kissed her cheek.

Quinn is waiting for me downstairs,” I said. She sighed and

you get there!” she

my last suitcase with me. I’d already put my other bags in the back of Quinn’s huge SUV. Like me, she was an only child, but my mom thought it would be

seat of her huge black Lincoln Navigator on her phone. Her mom had threatened to make her drive a small starter car to college, but, like always, she didn’t follow through with it. She

Navi,” I joked. Quinn rolled

and I had been best friends for years. I’d only moved to this area my 8th grade year, but she was my first friend and we stayed

and shook her head at me. Her perfect blonde locks bouncing around her shoulders. She pulled her sunglasses down over her perfect baby blue eyes before she drove out of

or too tall. She always seemed to be tan. She had naturally bleached blonde hair and a clear complexion. I often wondered why she even hung out

past my shoulders. I had

that they have an all-star in Cali,” I

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