Brodie above
Ezra:
I really hoped he was ok. I don't think I have ever seen him miss a day of school this year, I know it is only the second term but still. Maybe I was worrying too easily, I don't know? But the fact he is giving me a chance has me beyond excited, I finally came through to him, I made some sort of connection, even if it was small. Everything counts for something.
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The next morning I woke up with a headache. I went downstairs to find that my mother was not home, nor my father, but I did find a not.
Sorry,
I had to go early this morning, and sorry I never got a chance to talk to you last night. I promise tonight we can have dinner and you can tell me about this week of school.
Love mum
I smiled after reading the note. Most of my friends would have been pissed that their mums were absent, I wasn't. She made an effort and we caught up maybe once or twice a week. I went back upstairs after polishing off some cereal.
I took my phone from my pocket and clicked on my new contact. I think he was going to be my new addiction.
Me: Hey Carter
Carter: Hey
Me: Are you coming to school today?
Carter: Yeah
Me: Wanna hang out after school?
Carter: Can't sorry, I have to work
Me: How far away is it from school
Carter: A 2km walk or so?
Me: I'll drive you there
Carter: You don't have to
Me: I am not taking no as an answer
Carter: Ok. Thanks then.
Me: My pleasure. See ya at school.
Carter: Bye.
Ok. So maybe I was a tad bit stubborn, but what I was more interested in is why is he always working and so late. I mean it's normal for a senior to have a part time job but most of us usually don't work late shifts just afternoon ones. Whatever.
I hopped in my jeep and began driving to school. The drive was only 5km, a simple one, but I still always had the urge to blast my music. One day in the future, I am going to be deaf.
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I got to school and saw Carter at his locker, and that asshole was there. I walked over to Carter and leant against his locker, he saw me and smiled then turned back to Flynn. The boy looked small and a bit intimidated by Flynn. Though compared to me I was a few cm's taller than Flynn.
"Did you finish my homework last night?" I heard him ask.
Carter nodded meekly and then handed it to him.
"What about my assessment?" I saw the boy tense.
"Y-you didn't tell me you had an assessment," he stuttered.
Flynn scoffed.
"I shouldn't have to tell you!" It looked like he was going in for a punch so I rushed my hand in front of Carter's face and stopped the punch.
They both looked at me shocked.
"I would leave if I were you," I smirked at Flynn.
"You won't have your boyfriend to save you next time faggot!"
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Perfect people don't exist
Teen Fiction"You know no one is perfect right? So stop trying to be it." I glanced up and scowled at him. I probably more than anyone that no one is perfect. I certainly am not. -------------------------------------------------- Carter Dylson was a senior and g...