What Am I Supposed To Do When The Best Part Novels & Stories

Save by the alarm. Next was about painting and art class so I immediately arranged my things to go to the art room. This is what I like best. I want to paint but the arts don't like or do I have a different taste when it comes to arts and drawings? I'm alone without Paige, maybe her sick sister is still being watched.

We don't hold secrets from each other, even if they might hurt, so why don't I know a thing about this? "Listen," I run a hand through my hair. "Whatever it is, you can tell me. I'm a big boy, my friend; I can face real life without breaking out in tears. Whatever it is, I have to know if I'm a part of it. Otherwise, something might happen and catch me off guard. It's easier to deal with struggles if I see them coming, right?"

Too real. It wasn’t supposed to be like this. I wasn’t supposed to care. But I did. And the worst part was, I wasn’t sure what came next.

I chew the inside of my cheek, staring at the screen like the rest of the truth might magically appear if I wait long enough. Of course it doesn't. So I decide to pry, because Niko knows better than to lie to me. All of them do. I'll sniff it out like a bloodhound. Me: Umm okay. So are you like... in the middle of a shootout right now or something? My fingers hover over send for a beat before I finally hit it.

"The kind that will make you scream my name until you can't remember anything else." As the car pulled away from the curb, I knew that the best part of my day was yet to come.

And the worst part? I couldn’t answer.

I called, receiving no answer You really don't have to give me the silent treatment right now. You know I'm doing the best for both of us and you're making me sound like the villain. It's fine, at least come out and have a run to calm yourself down and we will have a talk after. You don't have to talk to me right now, you can just shift, go for the run, hunt and do whatever you want and we will talk after.

"Well, as you know, things haven't been that brilliant over the past two weeks, and I'm trying to figure out what I'm doing for fall break. I considered going down to my dad's, but I don't know if I want to bring all this mess down there to him. I was going to see if you had suggestions." "Hmm… are you feeling better after everything?" I was quiet for a moment. I wasn't really feeling better, but rolling my eyes, I let off a soft sigh. "I'm better than I was. I'm trying to find something fun to do to preoccupy myself with." "I get it. I've been there before myself, but as far as doing something fun, why don't you just come here? I mean, your fall breaks for what… like a week or two?"

How do I stop thinking about my best friend naked? I shake my head. As far as awakenings go, my journey has been pretty pathetic so far. This is my chance to find myself, to do something different with my life, and instead, I've only managed to muck things up with my best friend. And all over what? A little lust? If sex is what I need, then there are tons of other options. Heck, if the movies about New York are true, then I could probably put on a tight little dress and walk into any bar in this city and find myself a sexy tattooed bartender to take me home and give me a toe-curling orgasm.

"Uh-huh." "Anyway, after that disaster, I came home, finished up some assignments, and then took a nap. Honestly, I think that was the best part of my day. Nothing like a good afternoon nap to reset, right?" I laughed lightly, shrugging. He still didn’t say anything, just kept watching me, his eyes narrowed slightly, like he was trying to figure me out. I waved a hand dismissively. "Oh, come on. Say something. I know my day wasn’t that fascinating, but you could at least pretend to be interested."