Chapter VIII-His smile

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The photo attached is Donovan and Saba. You may think that it's funny, but it actually represents their relationship. Look at the little girls face, it expresses the terror Saba feels of Donovan. It represents how Saba is being chased by this feeling for Donovan that she cannot escape. Saba continuously feels as though she needs to run away from the feelings that eat her alive; Donovan.

Just kidding I just really thought it was funny.

This deserves a vote haha
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I push open the door and look to my left, where the others lean against the building or sit on the ground. They're talking about something but the moment I open the door they look at me attentively, the smile still lingering on their faces.

"Come in." I say.

They all stand up, wiping their back side from the thin layer of dust covering the bricks of the building and the concrete of the sidewalks. They file into the bakery once again and sit in their seats. I see Ronan give me a glance when he sees Donovan at the table but they act as though there's nothing wrong, as if Donovan was just in the bathroom. I glance at Aimee but she doesn't seem to be suspicious.

Aimee takes her seat next to Donovan and we all sit back down. Donovan rests his arm around her shoulder and she looks up at him smiling. Donovan's eyes flick to me but they look away. His face doesn't change, it stays the same way it's always been. But that one tiny glance at me let's me know what's in his head. That one tiny glance at me let's him confirm that I didn't tell Aimee.

The waitress comes out with our food and sways her hips to our table, where she begins placing down the various cupcakes and pastries.

"Oh." Aimee says delightfully, she reaches into her bag and pulls out her wallet.

"Don't worry about it." The waitress says with a grin, her black powdered eyes slipping in a wink to Donovan. She turns around and begins her sway back out of sight.

I look at Donovan and he pulls his lips between his teeth, looking down at the table.

"What was that about?" Aimee laughs slightly.

"Oh." Mikey says, smiling at Aimee, "Donovan already payed her with a generous tip."

Ronan punches Mikey's shoulder as Mikey giggles. Ronan looks at Aimee, "I think she has a little crush on Donovan." Ronan says, covering up for Donovan.

"Okay," Aimee says, stretching out the word. She sees the weird way Ronan and Mikey are acting but doesn't think too much about it. "well what did you guys order for me?"

"Donovan ordered a red velvet cream filled cupcake and some other stuff for you." Mikey says.

Donovan quickly grabs the plate with Aimee's food before she can. "You should take my food." He says.

"Why?" Aimee pouts her lips.

Donovan looks up at Aimee, "She spit in your stuff." he says blatantly.

"What? Why?" She says.

"She doesn't exactly like you." Donovan says.

"She wants the whole piece of meat to herself." Mikey jokes, and once again Ronan punches him.

"Oh how romantic!" Soren says, fluttering his eyes, "Taking the tainted cupcake for your girl."

"Donovan should have no problem tasting her spit." Stephen snaps.

The whole table closes their mouths. I roll my eyes slightly at Stephen for say that.

"Can't beat me and Mikey, though." Ronan says, wrapping his arms around Mikey. We all laugh, and I'm thankful for them changing the direction of the topic

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