just us, marucs baker

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"You don't"I yelled "oh yes , I do understand."She yelled.

"What if Max finds out! What would she say?Oh is you're little friends are like it! He's not good for you!"My mom yelled.

" something is going on here. I saw. Manny saw. I bet everyone saw. You and dad like each other again! Marcus and I are nothing just friends! He gets me and I get him! I'm doing my own laundry!"I said. "That's supposed to be a threat?"Victoria said.

"Be my guest!Do your laundry! Go mess with wrong boys!"My mom. "You don't know what's happening at all!I hate you!"i yelled. "I hate you more! Little shit!"My mom yelled. I went upstairs.

I went upstairs grabbing a lighter and unbuckle my paints. I sat down. I went asleep.

Next morning.

I woken up in the finally.

I look in the mirror I brush teeth. And took a quick shower and putting on this outfit.

I didn't really wanted to wear anything fun anymore. I went to class. "Hey , you okay?"malia questioned me. I nodded yes.

"Next up. Summer Gilbert."Mr gitten said. I nodded. Malia smiled at me.

"Growing up , I thought that people were born with their heads cocked.Because that's how they always look at me.Boxes check one , check other. People don't know. They don't furrow between the layers like I do. They don't switch and twitch and actively and make the decisions of which part of me belongs today?Which aspect of my personality will offend the least and blend the most. And work and succeeded and bury the lead like a switchboard of traits. That decided my fate and I'm always an imposter?Always lost, always asking for directions.And people point my way like scarecrow.Like tornadoes blowing me whichever way the wind blows. Well , Dorothy doesn't want me to play today. She's prepping for the SAT just the scantron. The box is empty , and glaring and daring me to choose one. Well , I'm an expert at boxes. My whole can fit inside it , and I've got it down to a science. I can pack my entire identity in an hour cause where there's roots. There's power , but I'm all topsoil. My blood runs like water and oil refusing to stick. My dad old books , read in secret nooks. That camera that locks all my memories in flash. Saved for when my recollection doesn't last. That's lighter sparked that fire. All fit in a box ready to be carried from door to door. But that's not the kind of box people ask for. So many lines the sand , so many can't and cans. I see both worlds clearly. And I skip and jump and fall between , never seen. I belong in the spaces between. Check all that may apply."I finished and sighed. Malia got up and clapped so did Ginny and max.
Some people clap. ( sorry it's long)

"Hello?"Max yelled. "The winner is hunter chen"Mr gitten said I clapped. "You were robbed."I whispered. I got up and picked my backpack and left with Malia. I went up to mr gitten.

"Before you say anything."He said to me. "Hunter essay was paced well. It had a beginning middle and end. And it fit within and parameters. But it was good."He said. He gave me a paper. I was doing homework. When I heard a ding. "Seriously."I said. I picked up my phone. And it was Abby. I sat down. Everyone was waiting for me. "Hi."Abby smiled. We all said hey.

"My parents are getting in a divorce."Abby said looking down. "Gosh , Abby."Norah said.

"Are you okay?"I told her. She nodded. "What I'm so sorry."Malia said.

"My dad uh just moved out yesterday."Abby cried.

"I'm sorry Abby. I know firsthand sucks."Ginny told her. "Are you okay?"

"No I'm not okay. It hurts. You guys completely abandoned me."She cried. I felt so bad. She's in pain.

"I had the worst week in my life. And I needed you. All of you. And you all we're too busy. You guys are bad friends. And this MMANGS it's dead. So.."Abby cried. I tear came out of eye. Everyone had tears in their eyes.

"Hey , I'm sorry. But I've had a lot of family stuffs and I deal with it too."Ginny said. Is she serious. "Ginny she's dealing with pain."I told her.

"It's not just about you. And I know."Ginny told her. "Yeah , and I had sex."Max said.

"Guys , ugh! This is so dead! We all need to talk about our fucking feelings!"I said. "She's right."Malia said. "Screw you Ginny."Abby told her.

"You can be a real bitch , Abby"Ginny said. Woah. She slap her.

"Holy shit."I whispered loudly. Ginny gasps.

Abby slaps her self. Max did it as well , I slapped myself and Malia slapped herself also.

"Yeah I'm not doing that."Norah said well laughed.. "Oh I'm so sorry."Abby cried.

"Norah isn't that your mom?"Max said. We all saw the mom was talking about Ginny mom.

"Really? We just had our mmangs and you told your mom?"Malia said.

"I begged her not to do that interview. I shouldn't have told her about your moms guns. Should've known she'd freak out like this. Okay , this is why I've been avoiding you guys. I don't blame you being at me I'm sorry. I'll slap myself if i want."Norah said.

"Why are we having drama? Why would you tell you're mom? Georgia never shot us."I said. "You're right."Max said.

"I'm sorry wait hold on. Um you had sex?"Ginny said. "Yeah!"Max yelled. We laughed.

+

I went to my house. "Bye Malia!"I yelled. She said bye. I grabbed my keys that I had and locked the door I went upstairs. "Mom! Dad!"I yelled.

"So you won't believe what happened mom."I told her. I saw my mom and dad in the bed. I closed the door softly. I went straight to my bedroom. And locked it.

I heard a knock on my door. "Summer?"my dad said. "Can I come in?"

"I'm asleep."I lied to him. "Summer. We need to talk. Come on talk to me."he said. "go finish plowing mom. I can wait."I said. He sighs and leaves. I check under the thingy.

I chuckled. And cried. "What the fuck."I cried. I unbuckle my paints. I lighten up the lighter. Crying.

"Summer?" Marcus said. "Holy shit!"I said. I pick my paints. "How long have you been standing there."I questioned him.

"What are you doing?"He asks me. I sighed. "What do you need , Marcus."I told him.

"My mom was right. This can't be happening anymore. This sexual tension and secrets lying to my friends. It kinda sucks."I lied.

"Summer.."

"What?"

"I think I love you."A tear came out of his eye. "But we can't. I can't."I said. "What we're you just doing right now?"

"Nothing."I sat in bed. "I can't believe this. We have to stop this right now."I stand up. And walk to him. "You're gonna break my heart. So get out!"I yelled. Tears started coming out of my eyes. So did his. He left. "What have I done."