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The Distance Between Us

作者: Skygirl
last update 公開日: 2026-04-20 12:05:57

Noah’s Apartment. at 4:17pm.

Noah dropped his backpack and flopped onto his bed, exhausted. His phone was already in his hand, though he couldn’t remember grabbing it.

Three new texts.

Jay: carter please just talk to me

Jay: i don’t understand what’s happening

Jay: did i lose you?

Noah stared at the last one.

His thumb hovered over the keyboard.

No. You didn’t lose me. I’m trying to help you.

But he couldn’t send it. T
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    Alex and Tyler already laid out in their beds, still bickering about the bathroom as Noah changed and flopped onto his mattress. His bed still felt terrible. Everything scratchy, flat, cold. But exhaustion pressed down harder than the knots in his back. Joe clicked off the bedside lamp. The dark settled in. “Noah?” Joe’s voice was soft. “Yeah?” “It’s gonna be ok. Eventually.” Noah stared up at nothing. “You don’t know that.” “No. But I’m choosing to believe it.” Noah closed his eyes. Decided to try believing too. Just for tonight. The morning came all at once. Alex shook Noah awake. “Dude get up. Buses leave soon.” Light leaked in, cold and gray, and the room was already busy with people shoving stuff into bags and searching under beds. Noah didn’t have much to do; he was practically packed just zipped his duffel, threw on a hoodie, and tried to shake off the sleep. Joe looked half dead but grabbed his bag anyway. “You ready?” Noah asked. “No, but whatever. Doesn’t m

  • Boys Don’t Play Fair   The Noise Between Us

    The dining hall was its usual madhouse.Long tables crammed with kids who’d just survived two straight days of activities and now, finally, got a chance to just be. Plates hit trays, forks clattered, voices crashed into each other from every direction. Some kid was throwing grapes. One zip! Two zip! A teacher roared over the noise, telling him to knock it off.Noah and Joe edged their way through, grabbed plates pasta, limp salad, bread that tasted yesterday and slipped onto the bench by the windows with Emma and Marcus.“Thank god that’s done,” Emma said, aiming her fork at her salad like she was mad at it. “I was pretty sure Mrs. Patterson was about to make us present again.”Marcus snorted. “Yours was way better than Tyler’s. Did you even hear him try to say ‘California?’ ‘Cal-i-FOR-nee-uh.’ God.”Emma had to laugh. “He was nervous. Leave him alone.”“Nah, he just didn’t prepare.”They went on, the kind of loud, easy back-and-forth that came when you didn’t have to think about it

  • Boys Don’t Play Fair   Martyrdom

    Noah stood slowly.Joe touched his arm, “You okay?”“No.”“Want to....”“I need to be alone for a minute.”Joe’s face fell, but he nodded. “Okay. I’ll be in the cabin if you need me.”Noah walked outside. The sun was bright, and the lawns were already filling with students heading everywhere gardens, pond, just wandering.Mrs. Patterson’s voice floated across the lawn. “Everyone stay on the property! No woods! Dinner at six!”Noah kept walking. No idea where he was really headed. Just knew he needed to move, to outrun whatever was squeezing his chest.He found himself at the old greenhouse. The door was open he slipped inside.The heat and humidity were a shock. It smelled like earth, like things growing. Rows of empty beds and broken pots, vines scaling the glass.Noah sat on a crate in the back. Put his head in his hands.And finally, he broke.All the tears he’d be

  • Boys Don’t Play Fair   Words That Cut

    Samantha Anderson wrapped up her talk on women’s suffrage not a stammer, not a slip and shuffled back to her seat, cheeks bright red. She looked like she couldn’t decide if she wanted to sink through the floor or burst into song.Mrs. Patterson checked something off on her clipboard. “Thank you, Samantha. Next up Noah Carter.”Noah’s heart was somewhere near his knees. Actually, he was pretty sure his stomach was down there too.Joe leaned over and squeezed his shoulder. “You’ve got this.”Noah stood, knees weak, hands clamped around his notebook. Every step toward the podium felt like walking across a tightrope over a canyon. He finally got there. Turned to the crowd.Rows of faces staring. Some curious. Some bored. Some looked like they weren’t sure if they were even in the right room.Noah’s eyes went straight to Jay, who sat way in the back. Jay was looking right at him, expression impossible to read.Noah’s voice didn’t want to cooperate. He blinked at his notes, but the words

  • Boys Don’t Play Fair   After the Fallout

    7:02am. Cabin 2.Noah made his way back to the cabin, drifting on autopilot. Chest felt hollow, eyes burned.He opened the door. Joe was sitting on his bed, tying his shoes. Joe looked up and saw Noah’s face.“What happened?”Noah couldn’t answer. His throat locked up.Joe moved to him fast. “Noah. What's wrong?”“I told him,” Noah managed, “I told him everything.”“And?”“And he hates me.”“He doesn’t—”“He does.” Noah’s voice broke. “I told him about Liam kissing me and he—” He stopped, hid his face in his hands. “I ruined everything.”Joe pulled him into a hug.Noah couldn’t cry, just stood there in his best friend’s arms, feeling everything collapse.“It’s going to be okay,” Joe whispered.Noah wanted to believe it. But he couldn’t.By 8:47am. at the Library.Research session was mandatory, so every student filed into the museum library

  • Boys Don’t Play Fair   The Truth, Broke Us

    Thursday. 6:18am. Riverside Grounds.The place was dead quiet before breakfast. Mist hung over the grass, making everything look silvery and new. The flowers were bowed under dew, like the whole garden had just woken up. Birds were calling somewhere in the trees, sharp and clear in the cold air.Noah walked alone behind the main building, hands jammed deep in his hoodie pockets. He hadn’t slept, not really.Every time he closed his eyes, he saw last night’s firelight flickering on Jay’s face.Saw Jay come toward him under that tree. Heard Liam calling him away before anything could get said.His phone said 6:18am. In a few hours, everyone would do their presentations, pack up, climb onto buses.Tomorrow was supposed to be the last day, and suddenly tomorrow was here.Breakfast, stand up, talk about dead historical figures, load the buses, disappear.Whatever mess was between him and Jay would get shoved back into school hallways, the space between them full of silence again. Unless

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