We'll Brave This Storm

Chapter 9: If Eyes Could Speak, One Look Would Say Everything.

---Months Later---

"Carry that!" someone screamed.

"Nooo! No! Not that!" they shouted once again.

"What are you talking about?!" another one screamed.

"That one!" the other person screamed.

"Oh! Sorry!" the other voice said.

I groaned. Stupid people not letting me sleep. I slowly got up from my bed, looking out the window. In front of my house was another house, no one ever lived in it. Now in front of it was one of those trucks that take all of your furniture when you move. From the distance I saw what it looked to be like a pretty young woman with a little boy by her side. From outside of the house came a guy. He looked around my age. And must I say, he was pretty damn good looking. He went over to carry another box & led it inside of the house.

I got up & got dressed. The Kooks baby blue t-shirt & gray jean shorts from American Eagle. I put my hair up into a ponytail. Turning on my tv, I looked for my Monster energy drink from last night.

Aha! There you are!

I picked it up from the floor by my closet. I drank a big gulp.

Oh Monster, so delicious.

The tv was playing Awkward. God, I adored this show.

I got my blanket a cuddled with it as I drank my Monster, watching tv.

It's summer & Nate's gone.

He's all the way in Michigan with his aunt. His parents wanted to send him away for the whole summer. They think he should seperate himself from me a little more. It's the 2nd week of summer, to be exact. & it's been boring as hell. I've been surviving on MTV, my blanket, Monster energy drinks & french fries from Burger King. We'd text everyday & try to skype when we could.

I missed my dear best friend. A lot.

Jake's barely ever home. Which is a good thing. Today he's at work. He's probably gonna come back afterwards with his friends & then head off to a strip club or some stupid crap like that. All I know is that he doesn't come home at night to sleep. So he's obviously with someone else.

Which is perfectly fine with me. Less time to have to see that douchebag.

I need some fresh air. Turning off my TV, I threw out my Monster energy drink.

Walking downstairs, I went to the fridge. I grabbed another Monster & a twix.

They're so unhealthy but yet so good.

I walked outside, opening my Monster & chewing on my twix. I walked around the neighborhood while texting Nate.

Me: Nate nate nate nate nate nate nateeee.

Nate: Alice alice alice alice alice aliceeeee.

Me: How's everything in Michigan?

Nate: Hell. I hate it here. I hate my aunt. I hate my cousins. It's just terrible.

Me: :((( what happened?

Nate: Well, today, I have on a t-shirt with this weird looking monster gory thing on the front. I'm not sure what it is but it looks freaking damn awesome. and these black skinny jeans. we were going to the fair, so i walk down and she like stares at me head to toe and she's like. 'first of all, that thing on your shirt looks very satanic. this family is christian and i don't approve of that. second of all, real men do not wear skinny jeans. what has your mother taught you?' i was so pissed it wasn't even funny, i didn't change tho. and my cousins are the dumbest girls that exist on earth. you know, those 'omg i love pink and kesha'. that annoying crap. i cant wait for this summer to be over.