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Alex White, A 23-year-old running from her past all the time. Moving from city to city, town to town even from different states to get away from her past life. This all happened 6 years ago. When her older brother want missing. Her life took a b...
Today I would have to say, is one of the best days of my shitty human life.
How might you ask? Well, let's just say. . . I got down and dirty.
Okay well not like that!
Yes, yes. Like that. . .
No!
Yes!
No you did-
"Alex!"
"Hmm, yeah?"
"Were you even. . . you know what? I know you weren't."
"Were what?" I ask, finally snapping out of my devilish thoughts.
"Don't act stupid with me. I know when your day-dreaming." Sam says, crossing his arms over his chest and looking at me with such. . . a bad pouting face.
"Okay first, don't pout. Second, I knew what you were talking about already." I roll my eyes.
"Oh yeah, what was I talking about then?"
Does he not remember that we've been friends for like, years. . .
"You were talking about how hot half of the guys are back home and how your mom had to give you a whole lecture about how weird sex would be if it were two guys which you procced to say was not weird and then want into a whole history lesson about how sex works." I sigh and sit back on my couch.
Looking over at Sam, seeing that I got no responds from him for about. . . 30 seconds, I see that he's literally looking at me like I've lost my mind.
"Wait. . . How-"
"How did I know? Do you remember we have been friends for like, years now right?" I ask and grab the T.V remote.
"Yeah. . . Anyways, how was the weeks without me gone?"
"Peaceful. . ." I smile.
He scuffs.
Like always.
"Rube." he pouts and crosses his arms. Like a child.
I'm not joking, I think I'm friends with a literal child. But I love him too much to say that or get rid of him.
"So, Sam. I have to tell you something. . ." I say facing him.
"What's up?" He looks at me, worried.
"Um. . . so you know the last performs I did, right?" I eye him.
"Yeah, yeah. Why? Did something go wrong?" he says, holding my hands in his.
"Well, not really. I. . . I sang me and my mom's song. . ." I look down.
"Oh Alex." he pulls me into a hug.
Let me tell you, it was a long ass hug.
See the thing is, I don't like talking about how I feel. it makes me feel like I'm this weak girl with too many life problems to count.
Maybe you are. . .
When Sam finally pulls away; I wipe the tears that have fallen.
"Sam. . . I just want to say thank you. Thank you for always being there for me. I love you Sammy." I smile. Wishing life could be so easy like they seem to be in books.
"You don't have to thank me. And, of course, I love you too Alex Morgan."
I hate it when he calls me that. . .
"Wow. What a way to trash the moment like that." I roll my eyes and smile.
What would I have done without this guy?
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