There was something strange about all of these people. They were all so caring for each other and they all seemed so close. They all have a story and are somehow connected by those stories because those stories brought them all here to this place. I want to know all of their stories, I want to know how bad they all had it and if I could connect to any of them in anyway possible. Anything to get them all on my good side. They all hate me.
Every day here something interesting was always going on. Rex and Kevin seem to have stupid fights a lot. Yesterday they were fighting about who uses which soap, today it's over who gets the fuzziest blanket. Rex's defense was that he was the leader and that he should get it because he takes care of all of us "Children." Rex is two years older than us, the same age as my sister. For some odd reason I feel that I've met Rex before, i've never told him because that's just weird and he'd scold me like everyone else here.
Kevin on the other hand, he's not the brightest of the bunch, everyone tells me that Kevin will do something stupid if given the chance, and him usually being the one who starts he stupid fights, makes sense. There is one really cute thing about Kevin though. He has the biggest crush on Megan possible. I ship them so bad!! If I were closer friends with either of them i'd force them onto each other. Sooo cute!!
Time seems to be going extremely fast to me, it's already been two weeks since i've arrived here, and Jordan and I are closer than ever. Actually, he said maybe we should give it a go and go out, to make up for when we did the dooo. I agreed, maybe that'll clear my conscious. This whole "sex thing" has been bugging me since we did it. Everyone else here thinks it's a cute idea, and that we'll be an extremely cute couple, Rex said it was gross and walked away, Hannah following. Hannah has a stupid crush on Rex, it's funny because Rex doesn't like her back, but he lets her follow him around like a puppy dog.
I'm always wondering how things are going back home, does my mom miss me? Probably not. I wonder how my friends are doing all the time. it's frustrating not knowing, but I can't go back. I have this huge wave of regret of not seeing Rosie after my mom kicked me out, it comes and goes like a tide, and it feels like a one-hundred pound brick over my body. But it's too late. If I had the power to go back in time I would change it, but alas I don't.
It's really sunny out today. Jordan and I were laying out by the brick flooring outside building. It'd be really nice if we were allowed to go outside of it at least, but Rex made it clear that we can't.
It was really silent until Jordan broke the silence. "So uh, you look cute in the daylight." what. "Uh, thanks." It was kind of awkward having these kind of things said to me. Jordan was really sweet with compliments, but they were weird compliments. But eh, i'm not complaining. Better than no compliments at all.
"Jordan, do you really want to date me? I mean do you really feel genuine about me, and you're not doing this just because you feel bad about the whole.. sex thing." I didn't wanna sound mean about it, but I really wanted to know.. He sat there for a bit with a blank expression. I took that as a no so I began to get up.
Jordan grabbed my hand and pulled me closer to him.
I starred into his brown eyes, and he starred back at my green eyes. "Of course I feel genuine, i'd be crazy not to, you're so beautiful, funny, and sweet." I felt my eyes widen, then Jordan leaned in for a kiss. It felt nice. His lips were so soft.
We were cuddling on the ground now. Starring up at the clouds and the leaves of the really tall trees around us.
"Let me tell you a story, it's about how I wound up here." He was finally telling me his story, I was so intruiged.
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Teen Fiction7 teens, Cece, Jordan, Rex, Hannah, Roxy, Megan and Kevin; Are runaways, they are hiding from the FTRT (Finding Runaway Teens) in an abandoned warehouse. They face challenges most teenagers wouldn't expect to face so early into their lives. Follow a...