So… They made me promise to come visit again, and for some reason, that didn’t seem like a bad idea to me. Okay, who was I kidding? It didn’t seem like a bad idea at all. I found myself smiling genuinely as I promised to do just that. You know, when Bryce invited me to that dinner with his fami
“Ok, someone looks like he needs some of mum’s special smooches.” At that, Hawk quickly sat up from his slouching position in the chair, his eyes desperate. "No, mum, you...” But it was too late as he was already at the receiving end of his mum’s kisses, while Dove and I giggled. “Hey, Fo
Yeah, that sounded like a totally enticing offer. Hawk seemed to think the same as well. “Yeah, mum, I can’t wait to get punched in the face,” he answered with a small smile. But if his mum noticed he was being sarcastic, she definitely didn’t show it, but rather said, “that’s the spirit!”
But this? This was definitely not what I was expected. I was basically watching a live action wrestling match. No kidding, I’d seen Gina fling Dove over her shoulders like a bag of potatoes. And Hawk himself had gone through this whole game of ‘dodge the punch’ with his dad - which true to its nam
Back then, I thought he meant it as a joke. But now, it was clear as to why he seemed so surprised. “I’m just surprised. I’ve never seen any of Dove's friends before,” she finished, with Hawk's dad nodding in agreement. To me though, a friendly smile stretched through his face as he said, “it’
"Hey, Sardines." Tracing the cheery voice, I found myself staring at a woman who seemed like she was auditioning for a rock and roll movie from the early 2000’s; the red streaks in her light brown hair, matching the red shade of her lipstick, with her grey crop top adorned with a big, lettered wr