The Walk Home

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"How come I haven't seen you here before?" asked Aiden.

"We'll since I live in Foster Care I don't get to go out a lot. Now that I'm 16 I'm supposed to get a job. Why? I have no clue!" I said looking for cars before we crossed the street.

"Oh, I see"

Why does he answer like that. He hates me! I know it and the worst part is, I think I'm falling for him!

"Do you play any sports?" I asked sounding a little eager.

"Actually, yeah I do! I play basebal."

"Wow." I thought to myself. He's definitely athletic!

"I'm guessing you do cheer or art class?" He asked.

"Oh, gosh no! Im not girly! I like crimes and spying." I confessed. I was a little ashamed but I didn't care, I wanted Aiden to know the real me.

We came across Lawrence street eventually.

"Is this it?" He asked looking at the building.

"Yeah, this is it" I said looking across the street in order to cross.

"Oh, okay. Well I gotta go. I'll see you later, right?" What he wants to see me again?

"Oh, yea- uh sure!" I said stuttering.

"Alright! See ya Jessy!" He said running back. Jessy? Nobody has ever called me that besides my dad. Huh, I loved Aiden! I just knew it! I ran inside, went upstairs and plopped down on my bed. Thinking of how perfect he was! ❤

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