"So," Noah says as he drives me back to my place. "Tell me about yourself. I'm curious."
"Curiosity killed the cat," I tease with a smile.
"Did you ever think that the cat wanted to die?" He asks, keeping his eyes on the road.
"Never thought about like that," I admit. "Okay then. Well I have lived here my whole life. I love reading and writing. Now tell me something about you."
"I am from California," he says casually. "I will be moving back there this summer. I plan on being a teacher, but I don't want to be. I have always wanted to be an artist."
"Hey, maybe if I become an author," I smile at him. "You can do the illustrations."
"It's nice to dream," he sighs. I know that he's not talking about my dreams, but his own. I give him directions to my house and he drives me there.
"Here," he says handing me a piece of paper before I get out of the car. "Just incase."
"Um thanks," I laugh a little. "And thanks for the ride home."
"No problem," he smiles at me. "Anytime."
I watch as he drives away and I look at the piece of paper he gave me. On the piece of paper is his phone number.
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The Problems in Life. Book One: Helpless (Completed)
Novela JuvenilAmanda Kelly thought that her life was going to be the same record on repeat. Try, fail, suffer, and repeat. The voices in her head is what she listens to, but they are her demons. Her friends only see her outer layer, because she shuts everyone out...
