"Umm well. My parents are divorced. And well, I'm going to live with my dad for awhile. I know you're my new friend just barely today but I relate to you. So I felt like I should tell you." He ssid, and I swear I heard a voice crack.
Why would his voice crack? Did he like me? I hate my mind sometimes.
It makes me think things that will never happen.
"So... does your dad live far away? Are you not going to be able to hang out?"
"Well yeah, my step mom and him live in... london."
I didn't think it was that far away.
Yet I felt a sinking feeling in my heart.
"I promised you to help with top durgery. I'm sure you must be wanting it. So I wanna help you get started."
"What? no! That costs like 10,000 or more! I'm not letting you help me."
"I have to go. But I am helping you, oh and I'll be back in a month."
His voice sounded so sad as he hung up. I'm not sure if I was hearing things. Or maybe.... I liked him.
