Between the Time

Snowflake

"Anabelle...I'm so sorry." Thoughts rush through my brain.

Who took care of her? How old was she when she died? A few months? A year? A day? Wait, I'm older than her....when was I born?

"Hello! Earth to Naomi."

"Oh, sorry I was just wondering...never mind."

"No it's okay, I get it...you probably have a million questions."

"Okay." We sit on the floor and talk for...only God knows how long, until I finally run out of things to ask.

"So breaf story, you were born two weeks before, no idea who your dad is, was put in foster care for babies, got adopted, found out they weren't your real parents, and searched for me for six years now. Did I get that right?"

"Yup, but you forgot to ask one important question."

"What's that?"

"Who was she talking to?"

"Oh yeah, who was she talking to?"

"She was talking to Gary Teethings."

"That's an odd name."

"Yeah it is, but I found out that he had a son."

"Really! Do you know his name ir anything about him?"

"Yes, he goes to your school. He is a little taller than you and has gorgeous blue eyes."

"I'll keep an eye out for him. Until then, where are you staying?"

"On the streets, out of everyone's way."

"No, I can't allow that! You are going to stay with me in my room."

"But what about your family?"

"They aren't my family, you are."

"Okay."

In Naomi's Room

I rushed up the stairs and to my closet. Grabbing my camo tent I tried to put it together.

After flustering with it wildly, I huffed and crasyed to the floor. Why does everything have to be so difficult!

"Knock, knock."

I snap my head toward the stairs and breathe a sigh of relief as I find Anabelle leaning against the wall.

"You have a nice room."

"Huh?"

"I said....uh nm."

I roll my eyes at that and hold up a tent pole, pleading or her to help me out. After a few awkward seconds she sighs and grabs the pole.

"Is this for me or you?" She asks.

"Me, you can sleep in my bed."

"What if I don't want to?"

"Then you can sleep in the tent."

"What if I don't want to sleep in the tent?"

My face starts to turn red with anger.

"Then sleep anywhere you want!"

I huff again and gave up.

"Haha, just teasing."

The Next Day

An are flings over my shoulder as soon as I leave class.

"What's up snowflake."

Yep, I ended it there. Now you are probably wondering what happened to the present Naomi, but you'll just have to wait and see. Thx for reading, plz vote, comment, and/or follow. I'll follow you back :)