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Running with scissors. Such a big thing to say. Later when Hazel and i went out to eat, I witnessed her take the run. It wasn't pretty in my opinion. Not because of the scissors in general but who the scissors represented.
We arrived at Chickfilla and she sat me down with a man. A very handsome man with slicked back hair and a buttoned up shirt. "So Owen. I suppose you have to leave your house for right now so I just wanted to assure you where your new stay is." Clearly he was the scissors. "Huh?" I said back while I was fiddling with my straw. Hazel looked down at me and smiled. "Owen, a word?" She said. I followed her outside of Chickfilla and down the sidewalk. "This is stupid okay? Step mom has to get a surgery that could be deadly so she's living in the hospital. I sold our house to someone very generous so that s taken care of. Trust him okay?" She practically screamed. She stomped back into the building, this time without me on her heels. I sat down on the sidewalk and looked around me. Roses and bushes and flying butterflies. This was a beautiful thing. At this point I'd rather be living out here. Outside of our local Chickfilla.

About 10 minutes later I went back inside and went back to where Hazel was sitting with her gentlemen. "I'm not okay with this. Not yet. I will be back but give me time to speak." I wrote on the napkin and handed it to Hazel. I picked up my drink and walked across the eatery and set my drink down on the bar where you could eat and also see the fries cook. "Tough love, huh Owen?" The man said. I nodded. This was Hazel's ex boyfriend Stanley who I loved. He sighed and continued wiping the counters. When I lifted his drink for him to wipe where I was sitting, he said something that seemed so magical for me for some reason.

"Your moving somewhere you don't want to. But Hazel said you didn't have to. She set it in front of your face to tempt you to go for it. That explains my old live life with her." He said. I nodded and rolled my eyes. "O, what I'm trying to say is its an option, not a must have. She makes it seems way bigger than it actually is."
This part I took into consideration. I nodded. "Thanks." He was one of the only people I talked to all the time because he was like my best friend. I pulled out my phone and began to text Autumn. "Thats genius." She replied with a smiley face. "Also, yes. Yes yes yes!" She continued just minutes later right next to me. She was right there and her car was in the parking lot. I nodded and waved to Stanley. I texted Hazel and left. I didn't want her to see me running with scissors. That might hurt her, cause my scissors or sharper than I can handle sometimes. Autumn.

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