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⌜ chapter six ⌟


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Letty's sitting on the bench at school with her legs crossed as she takes notes on the lesson in her math textbook. The book's resting in her lap as she writes, trying to concentrate so she can get her work done; she's been having a hard time with just about everything in school lately.

"Mr. Feeny!" Eric's voice catches her attention as he jogs over to catch up to their teacher in the hallway in front of Letty. "Imagine finding you here."

"I work here." Feeny says. "What can I do for you, Mr. Matthews?"

"I've been thinking about school, reading up on colleges, trying to figure out the right one for me." He tells him, and Mr. Feeny nods.

"Are you looking into any state schools?"

"Yeah, I just don't really know...what I'm doing." Eric says. "I've been trying to do this by myself, and I'm having a hard time."

"If you're really serious, I can help you look at schools later on. You and I both have classes that we have to get to right now. As do you, Miss Black." Feeny adds before turning around and walking away from the two teenagers.

Eric looks down at Letty, noticing her for the first time since he walked over. His brown eyes lock with hers, and she wants to talk to him, but she has no idea what to say. She opens her mouth to try and come up with something, but then he turns around and walks away from her as well.

The brunette sighs as she looks down at her notes, choking back tears. She always knew that there was a very real possibility that she and Eric would break up when they started dating, but she didn't think that she'd lose him completely if that ever did happen. And now that she's lost him, she doesn't know what to do. Part of her wants to call Miller and have them come and get her, but running won't fix anything that's happened. And she knows that Hope needs her.

After school lets out, Letty goes over to Turner's and knocks on the door. It opens, and he looks down at the teenage girl. "What's going on, kid?" He asks, and she looks past him.

"There's a pig on your couch." Her eyebrows furrow as she looks back at him.

"Yeah, he's Shawn's. Come on in before he escapes." Turner says and then closes the door behind her. "What can I do for you?"

"I need someone to talk to...and I kinda have no one that I can go to for this." Letty tells him. "I don't trust people easily, and this is...really hard for me."

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