It's been a week since the kiss with nick and i haven't heard from him.
I tried to call his cellphone but it went to voicemail.
I grab a sandwich and walk to school as quick as i can with hope of seeing Nick.
As i enter school, everyone surrounds me and pretended to be worried sick about her. I hate the attention and all the pretending. My only intention was to find Nick.
"Hey, Ripley. How are you?"
"Who are you?"
"It's me Troy. You don't remember me?"
"Oh yea, Troy. Hey.." I look away trying to recall who he was. Probably just a friend.
"Um, do you happen to know Nick? ....Nick Colton?" I asked with hope.
"Yea, he's my best mate. What about him?" Troy said with a thick british accent.
"I'm just wondering where he is. I tried calling him but he didn't pick up."
"Yea, he doesn't pick up much. He can be like that sometimes." He said then told me Nick's house address.
I walk over to Nick's house.
I hesitate for a moment before knocking on his front door. His house is a mansion.
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