Bad Start! Worse Ending

Coleslaw and Tyranasaurous

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🔸Brody🔸
I didn't realise how emotional girls can be when it comes to boys. First Mum crying her eyes out when Dad left, Tara when she found out about Jason and now Tammy. We are currently sitting in the Lewis's back garden on the swings. Three hours ago the three of us arrived at Cookies and Kream to meet Tom. He has asked out Tammy Lewis, Tara's younger sister. We had been waiting for five minutes then ten and after half an hour of waiting for this kid we have up and left. I drove and Tara sat in the back with Tammy who tried her best not to cry. When we had reached the houses she ran straight to her back garden and burst into tears. I just sat with her and Tara not knowing what to do. We have been sitting for twenty minutes now.
"I'm sorry for wasting your night. I'm going to bed. Love you T. Night Brody." Tammy shuffled off to bed even though it was only ten to six. Saying night Tara started shaking her head and placed her hands on top of her hair.
"I can't believe he didn't show! That's gonna knock her confidence loads." She didn't sound angry more exhausted then anything or maybe annoyed. I don't know, but I can tell she doesn't really like guys at the moment. Not with everything that's happened. So shall I leave her alone or comfort her? Big question.
"I'm sure she will get over it and if not then ummm I don't know really." I sat beside her on the grass. She finally looked up at me and smiled. Tara looked like Tara beautiful and simple. Her brown hair fell next to her sparking green eyes and in the few seconds after it happened I reached out to her. My fingers grazed her skin when I pushed her hair behind her pierced ears. She breathed out shocked so I quickly removed my hand. Why did he make me feel so... So awkward? Like if I said something it could hurt her? Tara went bright red then placed her head on my shoulder; I moved closer to her and placed my arm around her shoulders. Only five minutes past when she quickly jumped up startling me in the process.
"I think I'm gonna go to my room and I don't know watch a film maybe." She turned and took a few paces then said "Do you .... Umm want to join me? You don't have to."
I know I can't tonight, I'm going out with Shannon to a party. I feel bad for leaving her, really bad but I promised Shannon I would go to this party. Well not a party more like a club but let's forget that detail. Shannon is a sort of girlfriend who I've 'been with' for a year. I'm not sure why I'm still with her.
"Sorry Tara can't tonight I'm sorry. I can try and cancel if you want me .. " I never finished because she waved a hand "No no it's fine Netflix and I are amazing friends. Have a good time whatever your doing." She smiled at me. Her voice sounded happy but I can't be sure. Did I disappoint her? Of course you did all girls like you!!
Okay I need to stop arguing with myself.

🔹Tara🔹
I let him out of the house just after he told me he was going out. Brody told me he could stay but I don't want him to think I need him. I wish he stayed, being that close to him made me....Wow I really need to shush. He will never like me. Especially when his with Shannon. All guys like her and she is with Brody.
I definitely do not need him! I have my trusty Netflix and Teen Wolf by my side. Oh how I wish a Stiles was in my life. I returned upstairs with some coke and crisps ready for another night of TV. First some Friends to make me laugh and then some Teen Wolf for well everything.
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I have no idea when or where I fell asleep last night but I know I couldn't have fallen asleep on my bed. Not on top of the covers. My bed is my heaven I would have snuggled into the sheets and into a cocoon of dreams. Okay I really love my bed I never want to leave it! What I'm trying to say is that someone has moved me on to my bed in the night. I know for a fact that my Mum or sisters wouldn't move me or would Troy cause unless he got super strength during the night I highly doubt he could lift me; and find my room for a matter of fact.
Dismissing the thought I went to the bathroom and started brushing my teething and trying to make myself look more presentable. Still in my pyjamas I make my way down stairs and to the kitchen.
"Morning sweetheart." Dads already up and has coffee in one hand and toast in the other. He was always up before seven probably because of his childhood. Dad used to have to get up really early to catch a bus to school. I suppose it's just a habit now though, sometimes he goes out in the morning to waste time before work.