Song: Talking To The Moon- Bruno Mars
We didn't realize that we were making memories. We knew we were having fun
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Miles's POV:
**After Dravon left the hospital**
As I am working on my part of the project, I feel my phone start ringing. I pick it up, and see the caller ID read Dravon. I roll my eyes, but answer nonetheless. "What up man?" I ask.
"Dude, I was taking my mom food, and I saw Kenzie." He tells me.
"What was she doing?" I ask.
"She was sitting in her car crying. I knocked on her window, and she got out of her car. When she did, I asked her if she wanted to talk about it, and she said no. After a few minutes, she said she had to go, and she asked me not to tell anyone. When I told her okay, she ran away from me." He tells me, and I sigh.
"Well at least one of us has talked to her. We are a step closer to getting to know her better." I tell him.
"Yeah. Hey can Eli, Jazzy, and I come over?" He asks, and I say sure. "Okay, I'm gonna pick them up, and then we'll be over there." He tells me.
“Okay." I tell him, and hit the end button. After I hang up, I put the journal back in my school bag because I know we aren't going to do any work, and then I start cleaning up my little apartment.
When my mom died, she left me a lot of money that I have no idea how she got, and when I was sixteen I had gotten emancipated because I could no longer stand to live in a house with the monster who drove my mom to kill herself. He was pretty quick to sign the papers and agree to it.
After I am done tidying up my apartment, I pull out the little tote that has Jazzy's toys, and put it in one of the corners of the living room. Jazzy- or Jazmine when she's in trouble- is Dravon's little sister. She is practically our little sister, and most of the time when their mom is at work they come over here. As soon as I set down the tote, the front door opens, and the three most important people in my life waltz in. They have never learned to knock apparently.
"Miles!" Jazzy yells, as she runs to me. I squat down a little, and she jumps into my arms.
"Hi Jazzy." I tell her, and she squeezes my neck into a hug.
"Why don't we get affection like that? We always only get smacked." Eli says, and Dravon nods in agreement.
"When you two are sweet little angels like Jazzy is, then and only then will I show affection like this to you." I tell them, and they roll their eyes.
"Down Mil! I wanna play!" Jazzy tells me, and I obey her wishes.
"So, why are we here?" Eli asks, and I shrug.
"Dravon wanted to know if y'all could come over." I tell him.
"Right. I wanted to come up with a plan for Kenzie to trust us." He says, and I look at him confused. "She practically ran away from me today." He says, and then stops. "Let me rephrase that, she did run away from me today." He says, and I laugh.
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