sparks | henry creel

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I'm back where I first started. In Dustin's treehouse. Deja Vu hits me like a ton of bricks everyday. I look into her window everyday, every hour almost, even if she isn't home, to check on her. If she ever found out I was staying here, she'd never forgive me. In fact, I even don't know if she's forgiven me for my last few actions.

Not much as changed, besides when she leaves for school in the morning she now leaves out the front door, instead of her bedroom window. I guess there's no point in sneaking out anymore.

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Two months later and I'm still not over him. I know everyone says you move on at your own pace, but it seems all my friends are rushing me to move on from Henry. Of course I don't blame them sometimes, we were only together for a few months. I guess I just felt like they'd give me some leniency. Will moved back home, and so did eleven. They're more than happy to be together in person, finally. I'm glad Wills' back, I can't really say much about eleven, I hardly know her. I know Mike missed her alot though.

I can no longer go into family video. It's kind of embarrassing, actually, he didn't even go there initially, now that he's gone, simply because we hung out in there, I can no longer be there. My chest fills up whenever I try and I feel like disappearing into the ground. Instead, Will and I go to the nearby lake and sit and talk about everything but nothing at the same time.

It's a Friday. I told Lucas I'd go to a party with him, though I wouldn't drink because we all know what happened last time. He told me you can't have fun at parties without drinking, and I told him that at the last party before I started drinking I was having fun.

Lie.

We stopped going the back way for everything. It was rough having to go past the lab, knowing there was a chance Henry was inside. He in captivates everything I do.

We also stopped because it's just a dangerous route, even if the lab wasn't along the side I'd still think it was eery. Woods along both side, if some random creep decided he wanted us, it would be a game of predator vs. prey.

I sit inside history class. The only friend I share this class with his Mike. "Are you going to Alejandro's party tonight?" I lean over, asking him. "No, El and I are hanging out," he whispers, still looking at the teacher. I roll my eyes.

"C'mon, man. I know you haven't seen her in a long ass time but she's been back for a couple weeks and you guys have been hanging out constantly. Invite her, even."

He gives me a look that says "You know why that wouldn't work out." I sigh.

"Okay. Well just a little advice, she may not tell you this to your face, but she doesn't wanna hangout in your basement everyday. It's scolding hot, it smells like armpits, and it's just not the most romantic place. Even if you take her for a walk around town, or to the damn library even, she'd be happy." I lean back in to my seat. He doesn't say anything for a few seconds. "She's never mentioned that before."

"Why would she? Just a little feedback, Mike, just because she doesn't say it, doesn't mean she isn't thinking it." I tap him on shoulder.

The day goes by fast after that class. Everyone I walk by is talking about Alejandro's party. You'd think it was the party of the year, when it really wasn't. He doesn't even have a pool, he has a hot tub, but not a pool. It's not exactly pool weather yet, so I wasn't complaining.

I'm home by three thirty. Lucas told me we'd meet at eight, so I had around four hours to do absolutely nothing. I could take a nap, but then I'd be drowsy and cranky at the party. I could do homework, but then I'd have nothing to do for Saturday. Decisions, decisions.
I land on grocery shopping. Thankfully, the local Market is only a ten minute walk. I take a couple twenties out of the cookie jar in the kitchen and start my journey.

By the time I'm back it's already seven. I did a little detour and went to the book store, also.

Supposedly this is a more formal party, not casual but not gowns and blue slippers. I remember I had bought a red dress a few months ago, just in case.
It made my waist look good, not that I'm one to care about what other people think of me, but I felt confident when wearing the dress. I've gained a few pounds since I first tried it on, and I looked even better than I remembered.

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we're back bitches. I have five chapters written so there's no excuse anymore