Chapter 15

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"That's like crazy love story." Casey says. "How did I not know this?'

"Didn't you listen?" I say, frustrating that Casey isn't keeping up. "No one could know."
"But why?" She has asked me the same question over and over and I keep giving her the same answer.

"Because his parents and my parents wouldn't allow it if they found out." I know my mom won't let me be with an older guy and I know that Ron's mom prefers someone else.

"But still, isn't that the point. To fight for each other with everyone against you."

"Clearly, you don't know my parents or his parents."

"Why did he leave though?"

"I'm not sure." I say, thinking that he never gave me a answer for that.

"Aren't you curious of what happened over there?"
"I know something happen, knowing him, something always happens."

"You should ask."

"I was planning on waiting for him to tell me when he was ready, he probably has trouble finding the right words for it or something."

"No! That only gives him more time to think of the perfect lie for you to believe. You have to demand for your answers."

"You think it's that bad what he doesn't want to tell me?"

"If he hasn't brought it up then it's probably pretty bad. Knowing guys, they always have something ready to shoot and hurt others."

"Not all guys are like that."

"Well, most of them are and you must have the courage to ask him everything you want to ask and make sure he isn't lying."

"Won't that make me look a bit insane about the whole thing?"

"I wouldn't call it insane. Worried and curious sound better. If you're in doubt then you should just talk with him and get everything straight once and for all."

"That sounds like a good idea."

"It is a good idea and you should do it. It'll work things out."

For once, I think Casey's words have given me the insight of what I should do. Maybe I should talk to him and get things right and figure out what to do after. "Okay." I nod. "I will do it."

"Good!" She smiles. "But the timing and place need to be perfect though."
"Why?"

"Because. It's always important to be in the right place to bring these things up."

"Well, I'm not sure where to talk to him."

"It can't be around other people, that's for sure."

"I'll think of something."

"When is the last time you saw him anyway?"

"It was Monday. He came here to pick me up and took me home."

"I should of stayed, so I could meet him." She gasps."Anyways, I have another question for you."

"What is it?"

"Did it hurt when you two did it?"

"Don't ask me that!" I blush, think of the distant but yet close memory.

"I just can't believe you already have done so much way before me. I thought you were a good girl."
"I am a good girl." I state.

"Sure you are." She nods. "You know what else I can't believe?"
"What?"

"That I'm here skipping class with you."
"Well, I never said that I was a really good girl."

We both hop off the bathroom sink and go ahead and leave after the final bell.

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