"Hi I'm Evan Fields"
I stood there stating awkwardly at the floor.
Why did he want to talk to me?!
Me?! Of all people!?! I've never seen him before! Did she send him here?!!!!!!!
"Well... I'm going to leave you two to talk. Call me if you need me honey" my mum mumbled as she left.
She left. She left me alone...With him. With Evan.
"W-wh-who a-are you?" I managed to stutter after an uncomfortable silence.
"As I said. I'm Evan Fields. What else is to know?!"
He smirked.
I felt goosebumps travel down my back.
"E-everthing" I uttered.
"Well let's get started then shall we?!!" He sat down at the table, gesturing for me to sit next to him.
I sat down, not realising I was holding my breath.
I let out a huge puff.
He chuckled.
God, I'm so nervous. I hate talking. I hate people generally.
"Okay I'm 15..." good start, same age as me "...I've recently moved here. I was looking for a friend and mentioned I liked reading.... And I was recommended to meet u." Ace! I love reading too. But friend... Me ?! Who would recommend me? I know he isn't telling me everything , I can tell from the tone of his voice and the way his eyes won't meet mine.
I know.
I've been there, done that. And had serious consequences. It's over.
"W-why me?"
"You look like you need a friend" he said sincerely . I looked up from staring at the table. Another bad habit of mine.
"I do" I croaked.
I don't know why I said that. I don't know why I opened up a window to my shattered soul. But I just did.
"Are you sure, you don't even know me!"
"I will" I said, standing up.
And suddenly, after over a decade of solitude, I had a friend.
Maybe life wasn't so bad after all?
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Hiya again that's no. 3!! How was it?
I'm sorry if there are errors, I am on a bus on my way for my first time abroad!! Sooooo excited!!
I need comments to help me improve... Or any ideas for the story.?
I'm traveling for another 8 hours so I'll try write some more!!
Thanks!! x
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Teen FictionHave you ever seen that girl, or boy, in the corner? Sitting there alone. That was me. Weak, some people thought. Fake, others thought. But every day as they all stare at me, I know that one person did this to me; made me feel fear to just be around...