Chapter 2

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The next day I slowly walk back up to Scars house, his lawn needing help and his windows dark. I prepare myself for the closed door glaring back at me and Scar looking at me as I walk away. I sigh and knock on the door again. Tap, tap-tap-tap, Tap TAP! This time I hear footsteps walk towards the door. But they stop. I sigh and look at my shoes. They're nothing special, just red sneakers with black stripes around the sides. Same as always. Suddenly I hear a voice from in front of me. "G-Grian?" Scar says. My eyes burn with tears. "You opened the door!" I say. He nods. "Y-you can come inside if you want." I'm filled with excitement, first Scar opened the door for me then he welcomes me in! "Yeah, I'd like that!" I say and step inside the house. It's a huge mess, books everywhere and snack garbage littered on the floor. I pick up some garbage and walk over to what I assume was the kitchen, but once I find the garbage it was overflowing with garbage. I laugh and take it to the garbage bin outside. Scar stays inside and watches as I clean up the garbage in his house. Half an hour later I'm done. "There, now you can move around easier." I say and realize that Scar's left. "Oh." I'm disappointed, although it makes sense that Scar would have left. I look around for a door that wasn't blocked by books. Eventually I find one up stairs with a light on. I open it a crack and immediately regret it. Scar's changing. My cheeks burn and Scar walks towards the door. I giggle and that gives it away. "Hello." He says, face red. "Er, hello." I say awkwardly. Scar smiles and I can't help but smile as well. "What's..." Scar begins yawning before he can finish his sentence. "How 'bout you go to bed and I'll make us some dinner." I say and head off to make dinner before Scar can say anything. Eventually I find the kitchen. First thing I do is check the cupboards and fridge for ingredients. Most of it is rotting or growing mold but I find some good food. I grab my phone out of my hoodie's pocket and turn on 'I won't" by AJR. ~You should totally listen to this btw~ I begin to sing and dance. I spin around and do little hand swishes. Once I'm done with the dinner I place the spaghetti onto plates and place those onto the island. "That looks good." I jump and do a 180. "H-how long were you there for?" I ask. "Since you started, I can't believe you never noticed me." Scar chuckles and I smile. "I just got caught up in the music and food." I say and my face flushes. Scar smiles and reaches over me (Since I'm so short lol) to grab his plate. If my face wasn't red it sure was now. I turn around and grab my plate. Scar leads the way to the dining room, which is unnecessarily far away from the kitchen. My food was basically cold when I got there. I sit down in the chair next to Scars and pick up my fork and knife. (I'm not gonna describe Grian eating so we'll say they talked about nothing and everything) Once I finish eating I follow Scar through his maze of a house back to the kitchen. I wash our dishes and walk towards the front door. "Wait!" Scar says quickly. "What's wrong?" I ask, worried. "Well... not really. But, ah, can you stay here for tonight?" He asks, seemingly embarrassed. "Oh, yeah sure!" I say, happy to stay the entire day here. "But I don't have any pjs. I mean I usually just wear, er, my sweater to bed but..." I trail off. "It's fine, you can wear mine, although they may be a little bit too big." Scar offers. "No, no. It's fine." I say. "Okay, I'm going to get changed." He says and heads towards his bedroom. I follow him, but forget to ask him where the washroom is. So I have to go check every room. Thankfully I found it quickly, since it's next to his room. I get changed as fast as I can and step out, my sweater just barely covering my underwear. Scar walks out almost as soon as I do. "You found the washroom I see." Scar says. "Yep." I say and walk into his room. It has barely any decorations except for a picture. But before I can make out what it is Scar takes it down. I don't want to ask Scar what it is in case he gets angry or something. I sit down on his bed and look up at him, who is much taller now. "Do you want to play a board game or something before we have to go to sleep?" Scar asks. "Let's play Monopoly!" I say and Scar smiles. "Sure, let me just go and see if we have that." He leaves the room, but not before putting the picture down. I look over at the picture, and it's of... me? I look around and there are some pictures of me on his desk too. I'm so confused. Why does he have multiple pictures of me throughout his room? I sigh and wait patiently for Scar to come back. "So, huge emergency. I don't have Monopoly. But! I do have The Game Of Life." He says and reveals the board game. "Sure, that'll work." I say and smile. Scar smiles back and my stomach fills with butterflies. After two hours of playing The Game Of Life we decide to go to sleep. "Should I sleep on the couch?" I ask him. "No, it's okay." He says but doesn't move. Okay, guess we're sharing. This'll be fine. I lay down next to Scar and almost fall asleep immediately. "Good night Grian." Scar says, who must've been thinking I was asleep. After that I fell asleep. 


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