I rolled my eyes as those girls walked away. I looked back at Christy who just stood there. She sighed. "Are they always so annoying?"
I couldn't help but laugh. She called this annoying? "They mostly are worse. Tallulah is just scared of Hannah, I guess." Christy looked confused at me with her blue eyes. "Why? Why is she scared of Hannah?"
I swallowed. I wasn't gonna talk about this, not today. "Ask Hannah. I don't really know.." That was a lie, and I am sure she saw that I lied. but she just nodded. "Okay."
1 hour later we had packed our stuff to go back. As we walked to Henry's car I heard something, i heard someone crying. Hannah and Henry were almost ready and Christy was already in the car. But I definitely heard someone crying and I had to check it out. "Guys! I...er...I forgot something...!"
I walked to the side where the sound came from. And when I walked around the corner I saw Tallulah crying. But she immediately wiped her tears away. She looked at me like I had done something wrong. I didn't know what to say so I just looked at her. she sighed and when she started talking her voice was shrill. "Wolf. What the hell do you want?"
"I was just about to-" But she interrupted me. "I know you saw me crying. and it's none of your business why...but can you please not tell Hannah that I am here?" So this was about Hannah? It wasn't like I liked Hannah and accepted her actions but I could use Tallulah... "I don't know...depends.." I said while raising an eyebrow.
Tallulah looked scared, angry but above all weak. "Depends on what?" I grinned. "You clean my surfboard and i will keep my mouth shut." Her eyes widened. "Is that so?" we both nodded. "Okay. fine."
As I walked back to the car I caught myself smiling. Henry noticed it too. "Mate! What took ya so long?" I rolled my eyes. "I had to pee, duh!" Henry started the car and Christy was looking at me. I knew she could see it when I lied but she didn't ask about it.
I sighed. I had never seen Tallulah like this, this weak...maybe we had something in common..
YOU ARE READING
Imperfect perfections
Short Storyshe looked at me. Not even a little bit afraid. "I draw too." My eyes widened. she showed me her drawings.~ Wolf and Tallulah both have their own stories. they both aren't perfect...but still everyone thinks so.~ Wolf: Messy blond hair, tanned skin...
