"My heart is that crack in the
s i d e w a l k,
that you walk on every day."After school, Inez couldn't sprint to her locker fast enough. Antonio had texted her during 6th period to ask what her locker number was. He wouldn't say why but she anticipated one of two things. Either he would be there waiting for her so they could hang out a while or he had slipped a surprise into it through the vents.
When she got to it, she was certain it was the latter because he was nowhere in sight, and when she put in her combination to open it, a piece of paper nearly flew out of it but she was able to quickly catch it in her hands.
It was a pencil sketch of himself sitting next to her in a movie theater with a tub of popcorn between them. It was more caricature style than realistic. The empty row of theater seats around them gradually faded out towards the edges of the paper, like a vignette border. At the very bottom, in small, skillful cursive, he'd written: Movie date tonight?
She gave out a suppressed squeal and couldn't tame her smile down if her life depended on it.
"So how mad were they?" Daphne asked Juan when she went to visit him.
When Juan said he really needed to talk to her, she felt she owed it to him after he tried to defend her. Even if it had been in the stupidest way. She hadn't been inside Jessica's house since the day Eduardo kicked her out, but she knew he was at work, and fortunately, Jessica was out running errands by the time she showed up, so she was able to avoid an awkward encounter.
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Small World
Teen FictionHonestly? It's a story in which every possible trope/cliché imaginable is thrown into ONE big book. Come join this group of friends on their coming-of-age journey 🎒📓 ⚠️Includes: graphic sex, violence, drugs, profanity, and some Spanish dialogue