"Hey Mickey," his voice softly calling her.
She was walking past the soccer field after school, she turned to find him walking behind her. It's been a while since she saw him, that dreamy green eyes, his tall figure and broad shoulders, and that beautiful head rested on top of them.
"Hey," she held her breath for a split second, "I haven't seen you in a while ... where have you been?"
He had his hands in his pockets, his head down, he didn't reply immediately, "Around ... are you heading home?"
She stopped walking, it seems like they were going to have a small talk, "Yeah, are you coming?" she hadn't seen him at her house either, she wondered if he was going to stop by like he always did before.
"So ... how was it?" Hazel asked Jan when they were having ice cream at a creamery by the beach."How was what?" Jan licked through her chocolate mint ice cream."Your first time? Did you do it? You haven't told me anything about it yet."Jan paused for a moment, "You sure you wanna know?""Well, you're gonna tell me anyway ... right? Come on, spill it out."Jan's face glowed, she had been wanting to tell her about it for weeks. She hadn't said anything because she knew Hazel was feeling left out when it comes to sex. She always complained about being the only teenager in the world who hasn't had a boyfriend, let alone knew anything about sex.
She turned her closet inside out to find the right outfit for the occasion. Jan was on the other side of the video call rolling her eyes dozens of times, shaking her head, telling her over and over again that the oversized white Tee-Shirt she wanted to wear was not a good choice.But she really wanted to wear it. It was her favorite. It was Lee's that she had traded with her favorite bucket hat."No ... you look like you're wearing your brother's shirt that's too big for you ... just wear that knitted crop sweater over your outfit, the one with mixed color," she knew literally everything Hazel had in her closet."This one?" she showed it to the camera."Yeah ... try that one ..."
"Oooh I'm so nervous for you," Hazel rubbed Lee's arm as she clung to him walking into the competition arena.It was her first time attending one of his many competitions, it seems like something she will be doing a lot from then on. Lee competed in almost every dance competition that was held in Chestnut or other regions, sometimes even the international ones.Lee curved his lips, he was calm and relaxed. He's entered hundreds of competitions he was so used to it. He even comes alone, his parents didn't accompany him anymore since he could drive a car.But having Hazel there was a boost to his confidence, more than ever before. He walked her to the audience and found her a seat. He hated that she couldn't come backstage with him.
"Are you okay?" he stopped mid-sentence to check on Hazel.She was unusually quiet after they said their goodbyes to everyone at the competition and got into his car. He'd been talking most of the way, she only smile halfheartedly and nodded along to what he said."Yeah, fine, why do you ask?" she had been looking out the window with the whole world in her mind."Nothing, you've been so quiet ... it's not like you," he laughed softly."Oh I was just thinking about ... Mischa ... " she was surprised of her own answer."What about her?"Yeah, what about her, Hazel? She paused for a moment. "She's won
He'd been waiting at her porch for forty-five minutes, an additional forty-five minutes on top of the hour he had waited in his own house before he left.She said she was almost ready, so he got into his car and drove to Peyton's house. It took her an hour or so to get ready every time they go out. He should've know Prom would take at least twice as long.He held the white corsage that Peyton had specifically chosen for him to bring because it will match her dress. His face was stiff from smiling too long while chit-chatting with her mom. Even her mom finally gave up the small talk and asked him to wait in the living room but he declined.When the front door finally opened. She emerged like an angel descending from the sky in her pink champagne dress. Her long blonde hair fe
"Let's just go home, Peyton ... I'll take you home," he pleads to her outside the venue."How could you do this to me? How could you've ruined Prom night for me?" she was bursting with tears."I'm sorry ... okay, I didn't mean to, I couldn't stop thinking about those tickets ... I mean how could you have done something like that?""No! How could you have done something like that? How could you have these feelings for someone else and stayed with me ... was it even real? Were you just pretending to love me? Do you know how much it hurts to know this?" Her eye make-up was starting to wear off with her tears.He covered his face and grunted, "I did ... I loved you, it was real ... there's no easy way to say this, Peyto
Claire had left the fridge filled with ready to microwaved packets of food, milk, bread, cereals, eggs, and the stock cabinet with enough canned food for the apocalypse. She had left the list of important numbers to call, she re-stocked the first aid kit box with medicine, bandages like a mini-hospital storage room.She left some money, her credit card number in case Hazel run out of food and wanted to order takeaway. She left her with a five-page rule of what to do and not to do while they were gone."No boys," Claire repeated it at least a dozen times before she left."But Lee ...""No boys, I don't care if it's Lee," Claire said."Or Theo," Max jumped in
She strapped the seat belt around her on the front seat, she studied his face from the side, "What's the occasion?"He started driving with the roof down and shrugged, "Do we need an occasion? Let's just celebrate ... let's hang out and have fun."He was a free man, he thought. He was single, he's got nowhere to go, his best friend is out of town and God help him he really tried but his best friend's sister was the only one he could think about.He thought he would drink himself to sleep that night, but the more he drank, the more he wanted to see her. So he drove himself to her house before he had too much to drink. His glassy eyes were a little droopy but he was sober enough to drive."Have you been drinking?" Haz