Hi! I'm Pace Storm, and I'm 15. I go to Deca High School, and I have a few friends. I also have a sister named Reflection.
I have a normal life with normal friends.
* * *
I walk to my locker and get my stuff for first period.
"Hey Pace!" my friend Aderyn says.
"Hey Pace! How's it going?" my other friend Jackson asks.
"Hi and good! Thanks Aderyn and J," I respond to both of them.
I hope Jackson asks me out . . . I blush at the thought, and doubtfully turn around to walk to class.
* * *
At the end of first period, I realize my friend Nemesis isn't here.
"Where's Nemesis?" I ask Aderyn.
"She's sick. Think she got pneumonia, poor thing," she informs me.
"I hope she's better soon." I really do hope she is better soon, because she's a great friend.
"Yeah, me too."
Before I know it, I'm on the bus. I sit in a seat with Jackson today, because he wants to talk to me. Aderyn sits across from us, and I can barely make out her lips moving, mouthing something: "Ship! Ship! Ship!"
"Shut up, Aderyn!" I respond playfully, blushing. The worst part is, she knows I like him . . .
Jackson turns to talk to me. Don't get your hopes up, I remind myself.
"So about the thing I wanted to talk to you about," he mutters.
"Yeah?" I question, hopeful.
He leans in close, and my heart pounds with excitement. He inhales sharply, and pulls himself together.
"My mom died. Can you help me?"
My eyes are wide, and I don't know how to respond. I can feel my eyes slowly fill with tears, because I know how close he was to his mom.
"Of course, of course," I murmur, and I give him a hug. "It'll be okay, I promise."
Why would he tell me and no one else, though? Because I know for a fact Aderyn and Nemesis don't know, I think to myself.
He answers my question like he can read my mind.
"I trust you, because, I - um -" he starts. His voice lowers even more, which I didn't think that would be possible. " I like you, Pace." He hides his face in shame.
"Hey! I like you, too," I assure him. I then realize what I just told him. I just told my crush I like him. Oh my god!!!
"Really?!?" he asks, ecstatic.
"Yes!!!" I reply happily.
He hands me a note before he leaves. It says:
Meet me tonight. Midnight. At the
hill. Hope I see you there.
-❤️- J
Tonight, I'm going to the hill.
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Teen Fiction15 year old Pace Storm is an upbeat, happy person. That is, until her friend dies. Also, her parents divorce, so she has to live with her mom. She watches in horror as her world around her slowly tears apart. She desperately searches for a way to es...
