“Goodbye.. I guess.” I stared into Brendan’s deep blue eyes. I pulled him in for one last hug, and felt his soft, blonde hair against my cheek. I don’t know what I’d do without seeing his gorgeous face every time I walked through the doors of Millington High School. He let go, as they announced the last call for boarding my Jet Blue flight to Los Angeles. Saying goodbye to him was probably the hardest thing I ever had to do, but I knew I’d be OK. Brendan was a great friend, but once we started filming, I wouldn’t have time for friends.. just acting.
“I dont know what I’m gonna do without you, Colette,” he smiled, but I just looked down. “Bye..”
I picked up my bags, and slowly headed off to the plane, turning back for one last look. I had spent half of my life, here, in Missouri, trying so hard to fit in. Now I was moving to LA, destined to be the new Hollywood starlet. Au revoir vieux, bonjour nouveau. But I liked new.

Au revoir vieux, bonjour nouveau.(Goodbye old, hello new.)