chapter 1

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    "It's not my fault you don't like girls!" Mike shouts. I just stare at him. I try to focus on the rain pattering in front of us but my head is throbbing and tears are filling up my eyes.

    I grab my bike quickly and ride away from Mike. From this entire arguement. I hear Mike calling out for me... I ignore him. I keep pedaling until I reach the house and I throw my bike down, running into the trees that go past my home. Tears keep streaming down my face as what Mike said repeats in my head.

    I reach Castle Byers and sit inside, silently crying. I look around at all the photos I keep in here of me and the party. I pick up the photo of us in our Ghostbusters costumes from Halloween last year. I can't take my eyes off Mike. I can't take my eyes off his stupid grin.

    "So stupid." I say out loud to no one but myself. My voice breaks. I was so fucking stupid thinking he would feel the same about me. I rip the photo in pieces, my tears starting again. I throw the pieces of the now ripped photo down to the floor. I can barely breath... with my anger and sadness clouding my head, I grab my bat without thinking. I step out of Castle Byers and I start swinging at it.

    I start yelling. I yell through my tears, hitting Castle Byers over and over. I can barely see where i'm hitting through the water in my eyes. So stupid. Why was I so stupid? Mike wouldn't like me. If he knew I liked him he wouldn't even want to be my friend. I can never tell him. I keep hitting the fort with more and more force, letting all of my emotions out.

    I throw the bat and drop to the ground, landing on the remains of Castle Byers. My ugly sobs and loud cries echo through the trees. The rain has made me soaked. I bury my face is my hands, trying to keep myself quiet. I suddenly feel chills down the back of my neck. I stand up looking around the woods with a new sense of fear and suspicion, trying to figure out the source. I raise my hand to my neck before realizing what it meant. The second I want to go back to my house, I see him. I see Mike. Why is he here? I turn so I can fully see him.

    "He's back."

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