Chapter 8

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A sirloin steak is sat in front of dad, while a veggie burger is sat in front of Bella and a regular cheeseburger is sat in front of me. 

“I can’t get over how grown up you two are. And so gorgeous” 

We smile some. 

“Hey Bella, Austen. Do you remember me? I played Santa one year” 

“Waylon, they haven’t had a Christrmas here since they were four and two” 

“Bet I made an impression though” 

“You always do” 

“Let the girls eat their food, Waylon. When you’re done, I’ll bring your favorites-berry cobbler and apple pie. Remember? Your dad still has them. Every Thursday and Friday” 

“That’d be great, thank you” 

They left us alone to eat. I picked up a french fry and bit into it. I couldn’t get Jack out of my mind. Why couldn’t I stop thinking about him? He was just a random boy. 

“So…you eat here every night?” 

“Easier than washing dishes” 

“I can cook” 

Dad and I looked at her. 

“I do the cooking at home–in Phoenix. Mom and Aussie’s not great in the kitchen” 

I grimaced remembering the last time I tried to cook. I almost burnt down the kitchen. 

“I remember” 

We laugh. 

“How was school? Meet anyone?” 

“A few people…Do you know the Cullen family?” 

“Are people talking about them again?” 

“No…well, a little” I said. 

“Just ‘cause they’re newcomers. We’re lucky to have a surgeon like Dr. Cullen at our hospital. Lucky his wife wanted to live in a small town. Lucky his kids aren’t like a lot of the hell-raisers around here” 

“...Okay” 

“I just don’t like narrow mindedness.” 

We returned to our food with silence. 

~_~

I was in Bella’s room with her. We were talking to mom on the phone. 

“If sprint training goes well, we could be living in Florida permanently.” 

 

“Please insert 25 cents to continue” said a telephone operator. 

I grinned slightly. 

“Mom, where’s your cell?” 

“Okay, I didn’t lose my power cord. It ran away. Screaming. I literally repel technology now. Now, tell me more about your school. What are the kids like? Are there any cute guys?” Are they being nice to you two?” 

“They’ve all been really…welcoming” 

Jack’s face came to my mind. I really wish I could forget about him. 

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