Lana called from behind me as I rushed to the door "Where are you going?"

"I am going home."

My mother always told me home was not a but rather a person. Stone was my person. He was my home. I was not going to give that up and lose the only home I had ever known.

He was the person I wanted to go home to. The one I wanted to share everything with. My happiness and my sadness. The good times and the bad times. Like I wanted him to do with me.

"What?" She replied as we both make our way downstairs and into the noise of the ongoing party.

At the bottom of the staircase, I turned around to her and shouted over the music "I need to go to his fight. I need to be there."

"You are dressed as a fairy. You do not even have shoes on." She mentioned while pointing to my bare feet.

"I have to do this."

She nodded her head, studying my headstrong expression "Then what are you waiting for?"

The group blocking the door was the jocks. Most of them were too busy on their phone to see me trying to get past.

What I saw on one of their phones made me stop trying to get past them.

"When does the fight start?" I shouted over the loud noise of the crowd at them.

"Twenty minutes." One of them replied.

It would have been a really good time to have a car. Rest in peace, Kermit.

"Ella. You are not going to make it." Lana pointed out.

"The beach is just a few miles away."

I said determinedly "I can make it."

"Yeah." She sarcastically remarked, "if you were a track star."

I gave her a quick hug before I pulled back and said bye "Thank you for organising this party for me. I will come back after. I will see you soon."

"Go and get your man." She replied while gifting me a gentle shove in the direction of the door but she did not need to tell me twice.

Sprinting down the street as fast as my little legs could go, I started to realise how unfit I was. I had always known but after stopping about seventy-two times to catch my breath it became apparent. Especially when I had to haunch over and grip my knees at the exhaustion I felt.

For a second I consider joining Stone the next time he worked out. Then I remembered that he got up at six in the morning and I thought better of that idea.

Eventually, the beach came into sight so I picked up my face for the last part. I got nearer and nearer until I could see the moonlight shining on the water.

The night sky lit up with stars. I was just glad it was not headlights from cars lighting up the streets. My attempt at sprinting was ridiculous.