Not Home

I was so sorry.Sorry I trusted Ty and liked him. I was so sorry. It’s all over and done, nothing I can do about it now.

Four days after I talked to Ty about ‘us’, I decided to play some soccer. I was in the front yard juggling when Brixley’s car pulled up in Ty’s driveway, again.She walked to the door and rang the doorbell.I was at thirty-eight juggles when I heard her shirek.
“Linz! Hey Lindsay!! Have you seen Ty today because he wanted me to come over but he’s not home?”
“Oh Brixley, I haven’t seen him but, you know he probably has football practice to day.”
“Ohh. Well just so you know he’s all mine you dirty, smelly, lil tomboy and there’s nothing you can do about it.” She smirked and sneered at me. I laughed at her stupidity.
“Look, I don’t want him. Okay?”
“Whatever.” She replied and walked back to her car. Good thing it didn’t leave yet, otherwise she probably would have wanted to ‘hangout’.

The funny thing is though she didn’t go home from Ty’s house she pulled right into Teddy’s driveway.

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