"𝑰'𝒎 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒅."
"𝑶𝒉 𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆, 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒆𝒄𝒉𝒏𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝑺𝒉𝒂𝒘𝒏."
𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 two best friends are in love with each other but are too afraid for something real du...
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I'm currently at Cory's house, we're about to walk outside to play baseball, despite the rain.
As we're about to walk out the front door, Mr. Matthews comes in, "Hi, Dad." Cory says as we try to walk past him. "Whoa, ho, ho. What, baseball? In this storm? I don't think so." Mr. Matthews says, as he shakes his head aggressively, making the water from his hair go on us.
"Dad, that's a drizzle." Cory says, just then, The sound of thunder fills up the house. "A thundery, stormy kind of drizzle." I say.
"Mm-hmm. Forget it, guys. Find something to do around here." Mr. Matthews says. "We've been sitting inside all day. What are we supposed to do for fun?" Cory asks.
"Have tea with your sister." Mr. Matthews suggests, pointing to Morgan who is sitting at her tiny table and her tea set.
"I made red zinger." Morgan says. "Yeah, zing this." Cory says as we walk by her, I give Morgan an apologetic look. "Somebody needs a nap." Morgan says.
Cory and I walk into his room, and he's about to turn on his lights, "My life bites -- boring, predictable never a surprise." Cory complains to me. Just then, Cory and I turn to see Shawn soaking wet as he has his hand on Cory's shoulder.
"Don't turn on the lights." Shawn says, "Shawn?" Cory asks, "What happened?" I ask.
"The cops are after me, maybe even the FBl. You guys are not involved, unless you want to be." Shawn says. After a few seconds of silence and thunder, Cory speaks up, "I'm in!", I sigh, knowing they'll drag me into it anyways, "Fine." I sigh.
"You guys can't tell anybody I'm here." Shawn says. "Right, right." Cory says as he turns on the lights. "How'd you get in here, anyway?" I ask, "I climbed up the tree into the window. I didn't want anyone to see me." Shawn says as he closes the curtains more. "Guys, I'm a fugitive." Shawn says.
"Fugitive? Cool!" Cory says, I slap Cory's arm, "Not cool!" I say, trying to act responsible, but I'm interested, so I then immediately turn to Shawn, "Give me details." I say, suddenly acting interested.
"Ok. You guys remember that cherry bomb?" Shawn asks, causing my eyes to widen. Cory immediately starts freaking out, as usual. "Oh, no. Feeny found it. You're suspended! Nothing good ever happens to me." Cory says, before he can finish, I put my hand over his mouth and he starts talking muffled, after a few seconds I pull my hand away.
"All day I kept feeling it in my pocket all round and waxy, just begging me to light it. "I mean, I could actually hear it saying "Light me. Light me, Shawn. Blow something up"." Shawn says.
"Well, what did you blow up?" I ask. "Well, I was riding my bike down K Street--" Shawn starts to say, before Cory interrupts him, "You blew up K Street?" Cory asks, "I park at the Market Giant--" Shawn starts before he's interrupted again, "You blew up the Market Giant?" Cory says, "That's Mr. Matthew's store!" I shout slightly, "I have mixed feelings." Cory says.
