Mikes P.O.V
I get out of the shower and grab a towel and dry off. I put my clothes on and knock on a door I'm guessing is Meres room.
"Come in!" She yells from inside. I walk into her room.
"I just wanted to uh say thanks for letting me use the shower." She sits up. "Ya no problem" I sigh.
"What's wrong?" She motions for me to sit on the bed. I sit and look down.
"I need to talk to you about the pond. I need to be able to go there."
"Why?" Because it's the only place that's good for me, I sigh.
"You wouldn't understand" I couldn't explain to her about my father kicking me out of the trailer.
"Try me" she crosses her arms.
"Look, I don't need to explain myself to you. I'm just telling you now that I'm going to the pond and I need you to not call the cops. Ok?" She sighs.
"Fine, but I'm gonna get you to explain to my why someday." She says with confidence.
"Good luck with that Mere" she looks down.
"I won't call the cops as long as you never call me Mere again." What?
"Why?" She gets up and pushes me out of her room.
"If you don't need to explain to me then I don't have to explain to you, now get out of my house." She slams her door in my face and I run my hand threw my hair. I leave her house and get into my car. I start my car and I drive to the forest. My boxes of all my belongings move around the back seat as I drive towards the pond.
Once I get there I set up an old tent. I'll have to stay here until I get a job to be able to get a room at a hotel. I lean against a tree, I think it's a weeping Willow. I put a cigarette in my mouth then I notice something on the tree. "Meredith Johnson" and right above it says "Sara Johnson". I wonder who Sarah is.
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The small towns bad boy
FanfictionIn a small farming community a girl named Meredith Johnson meets the towns bad boy, Michael Clifford. Meredith's family is very traditional, unlike Mike's. Mike has feelings for Meredith but would never tell anyone that. Meredith never goes for bad...
