Chapter 15

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James-
Riley came to my house but shortly after her dad and a women came by asking for her. She got dragged out by her dad sobbing. All that she got out before she had to leave was that her dad got a girlfriend and she's a bitch. "I'm so sorry we'll talk to her she shouldn't be barging into people's homes like this." Her dad says before going out the front door with Rileys hand firmly in his grip. I've never seen her father like this. He's always been cool, but he seems pissed. This whole situations been really hard on Riley. This isn't helping at all. I just hope she doesn't get herself into more trouble. "Is Riley ok she looked sad?" Amelia asks from the stairs in her Disney princess pajamas and a Barbie in her hand. "Yes she'll be alright let's go back up and play dear." My mom, responds looking at me before going and picking up Amelia and taking her up stairs.

Me and Riley can only see each other during school. Laura started driving her so that I wouldn't walk with her, and Emily drives her home. We only see each other at lunch, math, and in physics. I really don't understand why her dad is so paranoid of us being together all of a sudden. He used to be chill. I don't know Laura, but I think it may be because of her.

Riley-
"Ugh he's just so perfect. I love him so much." Emily tells me dancing around my room while I'm doing my homework. "Mhm." I reply with no enthusiasm. Her relationship with hunters great, but it's just a slap in the face to me and James. My dad won't let me over to his house or vise versa. I never thought I'd look forward to physics class this much, but our time together is precious. "Which one should I wear tonight?" Emily asks looking in the mirror holding two dresses. One red with a v neck and one light blue with flowers. "I don't know." I say after looking at them. I turn my attention back to my paper. But I'm not even finishing it I'm just staring at the blue lines on the page, listening to Emily rant about her boyfriend. What he likes, what he smells like, what he hates, everything they've talked about. It's really getting to me. I've never felt so far away from James, and he's right next door.

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