I hug El as tightly as I possibly can without hurting her and wave her good-bye. When she’s out of sight I turn back to Wafe. “So, ready?” He asks.
“Mmmhmm.” I lie.
“M’kay, let us be for going.”
“Huh?”
“Get in the car so I can take you home.”
“Oh. I knew that.” We get in and I say hi to his dad. Thank goodness it’s his parents and not Mike’s again. They’ll talk to me on the way home.They do, well, until we get to the store and they have to go inside.
“We’ll be out in fifteen minutes.” Mr. Klive says.
“Okay dad.” Wafe’s parents head into the store and he turns to me. “So, are you planning on telling me?” I look back at him and feel tears building up behind my eyes. They won’t be held back for long. Wafe sees them falling down my face and hugs me. “Oh, don’t cry. Please don’t cry.” He says. “I’m sorry. You don’t have to tell me.” I put up a hand so he’ll be quiet.
“It’s not your fault.” I sniffle. “I’m fine. It’s just…. I was abused in a teachers’ lounge.” He looks at me horrified and hugs me tighter.
Inspired by
“Happy Birthday!” Tons of people are yelling. I smile and turn to Wafe.
“Did you do this?” I ask.
“Yup.” He replies.
“I thoug…A sequel to Friends.... Just Friends
About the author
distant memories
In a box. Please come let me out.
I’m Milly Z. I love reading and writing. I also play RPGs every now and then. I love music: The Killers, Taylor Swift, Toby Keith, Rodney Atkins. My friends are pretty amazing. I love them all. My characters resemble them a lot. I also love animals. I have two dogs and two cats and if there was a fire they’d the first things I’d get out of the house. I can’t stand to do so much as hear about an animal getting hurt let alone see it. I’m twelve.
Quotes I live by (sometimes):
Flying isn’t impossible, you just throw yourself at the ground and miss.
The greatest pleasure in life is doing what people say you can’t.
Remember that you’re unique, just like everyone else.
People are always afraid of the dark but they should be afraid of the light. Afterall, that’s where you can see what’s hiding in the dark.
I’m not afraid of the dark, I’m afraid of whats hiding in it.
When I stand before God at the end of my life, I would hope that I would not have a single bit of talent left, and could say, “I used everything you gave me.”
The purpose of life is a life of purpose.
Life is like a blanket too short. You pull it up and your toes rebel, you yank it down and shivers meander about your shoulder; but cheerful folks manage to draw their knees up and pass a very comfortable night.
There are things our there much worse than death…............................................................ have you ever spent the night talking to a car salesman?
Life is like a beautiful melody, but the lyrics are messed up.
One way to defy the laws of gravity is to love some one.
Forget love I’d rather fall into chocolate.
If love looks with the mind and not the eyes, is cupid blind?
Current Favorite Song(s): When You Were Young and Somebody Told Me.
Currently Reading: Maximum Ride Series
Published on March 02, 2008.
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