Chapter 4

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"So this is the park, its where we mostly hang out after school. We each pretty much have a spot here where we come when we need to think or just get away from everything. Your welcome to pick anything other than the slides, monkey bars, benches by the lake or duck pond" Mark saying as we walk past the park, him giving me a tour of the town.

"I'm claiming that statue over there. It seems like a great thinking and relaxing spot." I said peering at the statue of a man on a horse.

"Now I know where to find you if you ever take off." he said chuckling a bit. If only he knew how badly I actually wanted to just leave, to take off, to run away, but I wont my mom didn't raise me to run from my problems.

We walked around until we got to the school. "So this is where I will be tortured every day." I frowned. I can see it now, wake up, come here to get tortured, go home talk to the boys, and then they act like they don't know me in school. How great! I can't wait to start! Note the sarcasm.

"Please, your going to fit in with the populars in no time, mainly because of us but you're totally Queen Bee material" he chuckled.

I laughed. If only he knew how much I worked to rid myself of that title back home. If only he understood what led me to detach from all of the drama, and joy.

Walking home there was an ice cream truck on the corner. Needless to say I got a Vanilla cone with chocolate sprinkles. Mark went ahead and got rocky road. The town is practically a circle, quite smaller than where I used to live. I guess it's that kind of town where everyone knows each other and it's all nice and cordial like in the movies.

"How can you like that, it's so plain?" he asked gesturing to my ice cream.

I swiped a finger over the ice cream and smudged it on his face. "Because its fun to mess with people with" I said between laughs.

"Oh now you've done it" he said sweeping his finger through his ice cream and started chasing me. I ran for dear life through the back door and up to my room. I locked the door and looked through the peephole. I watched as his breathless body knock on the door.

"Open up Cass" he sang

"Never" I said plopping down on the bed to catch my breathe. He can't be willing to stay out there all day, and if he was, he didn't know that I could stay in this room for ever.

After a while I guess he gave up. I took out my phone and started texting Serena. I mainly had one question for her. Is Axel still my boyfriend or does he count as my ex?

Hey S:-)

Hey girl! What's up? How is everything?

Things are good. I have a question though. Umm, with the move and stuff, is Axel still my boyfriend?

In normal cases I would say no, but it seems like you guys are trying a ldr. But you should ask him. Why, is Cass crushing on someone in Detroit already? lol

LDR? and shhh lol.. Not really, I am slightly attracted to two of the brothers I'm staying with.

Long Distance Relationship and oh my gosh!!! Seriously, are they cute? I need pics!

Omg your so... unique. But okay, I'll send them eventually, it's not like I'm in love with them or anything.

Eventually! I need pics now. As in ASAP

Relax! but okay. *sigh*

Love ya.

Mhm love ya too stalker.

I need to talk to Axel, mostly because I need to know if we are still together. I don't want to end it or anything, but I don't know what's going on. Perfect timing, I finally get my soulmate to be my boyfriend and now I'm virtually a million miles away from him.

My inner dork told me not to ask him because chances are that he already moved on from me and I'll only get hurt by bringing it up. Sometimes I just hate my inner self, she's so insecure about everything. There are times when I wish I could go back to being how I used to be, minus all the drama and bs. Just regular old Cassie, the one my mom was proud of and loved so much and wished would come back, the one she kept trying to turn me back into.

I look around my room and see that I'm still not done unpacking all my things, but what's the rush. I think as I lay back and think about Axel.


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