Everyday's a Life Time Without You.

Continuing...

"Hunter, are you okay?"
"Yeah why?" He says. Okay now I'm a little scared. What's he going to think if I tell him something wrong?
"Just cause..." Nope I can't tell him.
"Ok... Well I gotta go do some more music. Have fun!"
I can't even bring myself to respond so I don't text him back.
I don't know if there's something going on with him or not, I'm so worried/confused.
"Well?" Cara snaps as she laughs a little. I can't help but laugh too."How'd it go?"

"It went ok."
"Ok? Just okay? Oh my gosh what'd he say?"She asks as she starts babbling.
"No no Cara. Everything went fine! Just- ugh never mind." It's not even worth mentioning. So there's really no reason to tell her. But, it's just what he said. He almost was being rude... then again, maybe he was... Or maybe he wasn't.
"Would you freaken tell me what happened already!" She screams literally right in my ear.
"SHEESH! Ok!" I scream back. It's actually pretty funny when we yell. I don't know why,it just is. I have no idea why we're not cackling.
"I told him that you said hi.. and he just said ohh."
She then frowns.
"Do you know why?" I ask her.
"I told you that he hates me Katie." She says as she shrugs.
"But why?"
"I don't know why. Why don't you ask him?" She says in a simple tone. Not a snappy tone just like she's almost asking me too...tone.
I do as she said and text him, even though he said he had to go.
"Why do you hate Cara?" I text. Oops maybe I shouldn'tve popped it out like that. Maybe I should've just went slow. Well, too late now.
I don't get a message back from him at all, not until just a couple of hours later.
"What?" He texts.
"Cara. Why do you hate Cara?"
"I don't hate her, she's my cousin. You know that."
Hmm............../
"Of course I know that but when she said hi, why didn't you say hi back? And when she asked how you were, how come you didn't ask it back?" I text him. Cara's getting ready for the gig as am I.
"I don't know. I didn't feel like it." Gosh that is so rude.
"Oh." He kinda makes me want to cry. Kind of.
"Why?" He texts.
"Because, she thinks you hate her."
"Why does she think that?"
"I don't know why don't you ask her? I bet it'll clear things up." I say.
"Clear what up exactly?"
Just text her." I text as we then stop texting all together.