'Heyy,' I say walking up to him. He sat by the stairs watching the adults play some games. Well there was no response.
'I genuinely don't know what you want me to say. Sorry? Is that what you want to hear? I don't even know why your so worked up about. Besides, it's not even my fault I don't have a choice. Like shouldn't you be happy right now you don't have competition with me. Like where I'm-
'NO, no, I don't want you to be sorry never have I blamed you for moving out,' he finally spoke.
' Then why won't you speak to me and ignore me like that's I say. 'Cause I don't know how to react this whatever this is it s new to me he said standing up and walking up to me. 'And there is no competition when you're not there. School won't be fun. CLC won't be fun,' he said.
'Maybe, but what can I do? we both just stood in silence. 'You will mail me your results so I know I got better than you,' he says, breaking the silence, which made you smile. 'I don't know what makes you think you'll get more than me but sure will do'
He extends his hand to which I accept.
