You used to date Macy?” I ask warily and he lets out a noise.
“Yes.”
“Oh,” I mutter, a weird feeling settling in my chest. “What happened?”
“So . . . I have a basketball game coming up . . .” Samuel trails as I lay on his chest, the ground wasn’t exactly comfortable, but it would do just for tonight.“Mhm . . . “I tell him so he can go on.“And I’d like you to be there.” The stars that
“Danielle, wait!” My slippers slapped against the polished floors loudly as I chased behind the short girl that was practically storming through the place.She waits until we’re outside before she turns abruptly and glares at me. I was panting by the time I had ceased running, and she just crossed her arms, waiting.“What . . . why are you so mad?” I ask her.“Some best friend you are Loa. When was the last time we spoke?” I feel guilty as I knew she was going to say this and I
When we got home I noticed that the vehicles were there, signaling that the boys had already arrived. Samuel carried my bag over his shoulder, and I walked behind him as he opened the door.There were loud noises coming from the living room, and Samuel sighs loudly.“Are you hungry?”“I’m fine,” I assure him, taking my bag and he frowns at me. “What?”“You should eat something.”
“Samuel?” I call from the outside of his door, knocking softly. I was about to leave, and I didn’t want to do so without telling him, knowing how he’d get. I slowly turn the knob and push the door open. He sat on the floor, leaning on his bed, his head down. “Hey . . . “I mutter softly, cautiously lowering myself next to him, and hugging my knees to my chest.He refused to look at me, his mouth set in a hard line, his eyes stuck on his rug.“Thank you.” I whisper, breaking the silence, and he doesn’t react. I scoot closer and throw a hand over hi
"You don't want anything to eat before I drop you off?" Carter asks."No, I'm okay thanks." I lean my head against the window."Look Loa, I know we don't know each other well or anything, but I want you to know that if you need anything . . . support or . . . I don't know, I'd be happy to help. I know Samuel will always be there, but just in case." He offers me a friendly smile and I return it, my heartwarming at his words."Thank you . . . I - I really appreciate it."Silence falls, and I look back at him. "Hey, do you have any idea what was going on with Jack?"
“I think we should stop by the store before we get to school,” Samuel suggests and I raise an eyebrow at him.“Why?”“To get you some chocolate,” I roll my eyes at his cuteness.“No, Sam, I’ll be okay.”“I want you to be happy all day.” He says and I sigh.“That’s really not possible
I don't want to be the weak bitch anymore.I don't want to have to cry for help everything there's trouble.I don't want to cry at all.
"Do you want to view the body?"I merely shake my head at the beautiful boy that anchored me. I could barely lift my eyes to meet the people that were here. My 'family'. Before today I didn't even know they existed, and they didn't know me."I shouldn't have come," I mutter sinking into him furt