Getting into the Porsche, I couldn't help but let out a long sigh. School had finally finished, and ever since Braxton spoke to me, I haven't been able to get it out of my head.
I drove the car out of the schools parking lot and made my way to the gas station to pick up my car.
Thinking back to what happened with me and Braxton, I repeat over and over again in my head the words he said to me.
I shook my head, trying to push the thoughts away. I turned on the radio for a distraction and one of my favourite songs was playing...
'Standing at the blank page before you'
"OPEN UP THE DIRTY WINDOW" I screamed, overpowering Natalie's voice.
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I pulled into 'Bill's Gas Station' parking the car in front of two young looking boys, one wearing a navy black mechanic jumpsuit and the other wearing casual clothes.
Stepping out of my car, I look at the boy who was wearing the uniform. He looked around my age, and had dirty blonde hair. Smiling up at him, "Hi, erm, I'm here to pick up my car"
"Bambina?" Spinning my head in the direction of the other boy, who was wearing casual clothes, I see Jakob.
"Jakob?" I stare blankly, slightly confused.
"I thought it was you" He gazed back towards me, a smile forming on his face.
"Why call her bambina?" I saw the other boy start to scratch his head.
"It means small girl in Italian, I mean...look at her"
Smiling awkwardly, "Thanks..."
"It's now your nick name" He bowed like he was royalty, obviously proud of the nick name he came up with.
"You do know people say bambina to good looking girls right?" I laughed, enjoying the expression on Jakob's face.
"Wha-"
The other boy cut him off, "Yeh but why bambina? Just call her small" he shrugged.
"Because Chase, she's half Italian" turning to me, "You're half Italian right?"
Ahhh, so the boy in the jumpsuit was Chase. "Yeh I am" I laughed again, "How did you know?"
"Braxton told us you were"
Wait what?
I took a double take, before Chase started to speak. "Oh! That's the one Braxton was telling us about"
Come again.
"Why was Braxton telling you about me...?" My heart started to pound inside of my chest.
"He was telling us about you when you punched him in the face" Jakob let out a small laugh.
"That was awesome!" It was now Chase's turn to speak.
Walking closer to the two boys, I noticed that Jakob had a bruised cheek, and Chase's nose was a bit wonky. They didn't look too bad, since other people at the fight were looking worse.
"So you guys work here then?" I questioned, also looking a bit confused at Jakob's choice of clothing. If he worked here then shouldn't he wearing the same uniform as Chase?
"Yeh I do, but this one over here" Chase was now pointing over at Jakob, "He just tags along because he has nothing better to do"
"Hey! All your customers love me"
"They really don't" Chase replied while rolling his eyes.
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Romansa"I want you okay! I want you so much!" I had lost all words. "Wanting and needing are two different things" I replied. His fist met with the wall, I watched as a red liquid appeared around his knuckles. "Why can't you just say those words back" H...
