"Where the heck are you?" I asked Louis over the phone while I looked around. We had agreed to hang out today and I had just arrived so, I was waiting for him. I would have followed him to the movie theater but the possibility of bumping into Ryan held me back. As much as I would love to talk to him, I was so high in my bubble of happiness that I wanted to stay away from anything that threatened to pop it. "I'm almost there. Just wait a little longer," he answered through pants. "Okay. I'm standing outside the arcade. Bring me a smoothie on your way here." "What? I'm already close to the arcade, dude." "There are plenty of shops behind you, right?" "Well, if a certain person chose to wait closer to the theater, I might've brought something for him." "Okay. We'll get something when you arrive." "Sure." He hang up and I put my phone into my pocket. I sighed. Ryan would usually get me these things without having to ask me. It was like he always knew what I was in the mood of. I
T/w; Trauma story ahead. Read with caution. The living room was silent as dad and I watched the large TV screen that had a movie playing in low volume. I nervously fidgeted with my hands as I tried to ignore the suffocating atmosphere that clearly filled the room. Dad didn't say anything but I could see that he was genuinely enjoying the movie. I looked into the hall and my shoulders slumped in defeat when I saw that the kitchen door was still closed. Those guys had no plans on letting me in anytime soon, did they? My father cleared his throat loudly and I looked at him. "Yes?" "Are you that anxious to see what they are doing?" He asked with a soft smile and I did my best to relax. "Uhm, yeah." He nodded thoughtfully. "I wanted to ask if you had an idea." "I just came back." "From work?" I shook my head. "From meeting my friends." "I see." "I went alone since I was having a t
THE DAY AT THE BEACH; The sun was high in the sky as we enjoyed the heat and relaxed on this perfect summer day. Ryan was practically gawking at every girl who walked in front of us that I couldn't help but tease him about it. "Your virgin aura is showing," I said with a laugh and Ryan glared at me. "I'm just looking," he defended."Your eyes are doing more than that." He looked at Henry and chuckled. "Check him out." Leaning back into the sand, I glanced at Henry and caught him staring at a girl. He rarely showed interest in strangers so, watching him be that captivated was surprising. Henry has been acting strange since we arrived but I was glad that someone caught his eye. "Are you interested?" I asked and Henry flinched before looking at me. "Interested in what?" He asked."The girl in a white bikini. You've been eyeing her for a while." "Oh? Are you crushing on her?" Ryan asked with a mischievous smirk. "You should talk to her." He shook his head. "That's not it." "Reall
The school bell rang, signaling the end of classes and saying that I felt relieved was an understatement. I quickly began to pack my books as I ignored the teacher at the front of the class rambling on about homework and giving a stiff warning to the people who didn't hand theirs in last time. I sat back and gazed out of the window at the students that poured into the parking lot and the urge to get home grew stronger. I didn't hate school. Infact, I liked it a fair lot. What I didn't like were the people. Especially the righteous, overly social type. The so-called "outgoing" type. No matter what I did to make myself less noticable, they'd always be people who would want to make friends with me. Despite the aloof air that I had around me, I was never bullied and I was grateful that my freedom wasn't tempered with by immature assholes. "Henry," Louis, a friend of mine, called as he laid his hand on my shoulder. "It's time to go." Looking around the class, I realised that only a hand
I smiled like a kid on a Christmas morning as I looked at the package on the bed in front of me. I stroked my chin thoughtfully as I went through all the safety precautions. Locked door? Checked! Closed windows with curtains fully closed? Checked! Phone set on 'Do not disturb' mode? Checked! Busy mom? Checked! Busy dude who's room was literally across from mine but was busy unpacking? CHECKED! I sighed in relief. My bedroom was my safe zone and my mother knew that more than anyone. I didn't allow anyone, not even my friends, into my room. Fortunately, my family was quite well to do and we had a small library downstairs so, I didn't have to make up an excuse of why I didn't want them in here. My bedroom was the only place that I could be myself fully. Without judgement or ridicule. It was tough getting my mom to stop coming here and I promised her to always keep my room tidy. I didn't go back on my word thou
My peaceful sleep was disturbed by the blaring of my alarm from my phone. I opened my eyes groggily to the sight of grey curtains and I stared at them in confusion. Sitting up, I stretched my arms over my head and yawned. I got my phone from the nightstand and switched off my alarm before looking at the time. It was six thirty in the morning. It took me a moment to realise that I was at Mrs. Young's house. It's been three days since I moved in and I was having a good time. Getting off of my bed, I pulled on a pair of sweatpants that hang low on my waist and left the room. Since none of the bedrooms, but for the parents room, had built in bathrooms, I had to use the one next to Henry's room. Entering the bathroom, I looked at my disheveled state in the mirror. My bed head wasn't much of a monstrosity and I was glad since I didn't want to spend too much time on it today. I got my toothbrush and added some toothpaste before working on my tee
The day was finally done and I felt quite fulfilled. Mr. Davison told me that I did a good job with my research and I was feeling the lawyer vibes already. The workload wasn't as much and having short conversations with Flynn and Maryanne when we had nothing to do was fun. Packing my stuff, I put on my bag pack and stood up before carrying a bottle of water that I was drinking earlier. I turned and saw that Flynn was still typing in some things in his laptop while Maryanne's seat was vacant. Since I was done, I decided to walk over and say my farewells. "Still busy?" I asked as I stood next to him. He leaned back into his chair and stretched his arms over his head. "Sort of. I just have to finish this and I'm done for the day." "Is it always this busy?" "Not usually. It mostly depends on who your supervisor is. Mine has a case coming up and I'm doing my best to help out." "Lucky you. I can't wait to witness a court
"I was so shocked when I watched it last night. I didn't expect it to be so good," I said to Louis over the phone. "I told you that it was. Why don't you ever believe my movie recommendations?" "No offense but the stuff you watch suck." "Gee, thanks," he said sarcastically and I laughed. I looked at my reflection and admired the cream white panties that I had on. I was currently in a white shirt and panties as I laid down on my bed and looked at how flattering they looked on me. I felt a little narcissistic by how much I kept looking at the mirror but I couldn't blame me. I was amazing to behold. It was Saturday morning and I woke up around seven because that was my body clock's schedule - alarm or not. I took a shower and in the middle of dressing up, Louis called and I abandoned further clothing. "By the way, wanna hang out today?" Louis asked as he chewed on something and I cringed at the sound.