.... 4 weeks later.
I was home.
Finally.
It seems as If it took us forever to return.
I got all my bags out of my car, and hustled then inside. Upstairs to my room. Finally after weeks I decided to take ALLL my crap out my car.
4 weeks ago, Everyone parted ways at the airport and went on to there own homes.
"Lana!" my mother shouted from downstairs.
"Coming!" I responded
I hurried down the stairs and into the living room where my mother was.
"Yes?" I said
"Well.. I'm taking a trip over to Steve's house, just to check on him and the kids...do you need anything while I'm out?"
"No." I shook my head. "I'm fine..wheres dad?"
"He's left to paramount studios. they had a movie to discuss."
I nodded.
"Okay.."
"Well I shall return." she said as she kissed my cheek and hurried out the door.
I went back up to my room and began unpacking. As I did so, my phone rang.
"Hello?" I said
"Well don't you sound gloomy." Dalton said
I sighed.
"Hey dalt. what's up"
"I was calling to check on you? Are you alright"
"Peachy..."
"Well I'll be th-"
"Don't bother.. I'm fine." I said as I hung up.
I've began to push Dalton away lately. I've been pushing everyone away. My only concern was Sophia.
I could care-less about Dalton right now.
I know he likes me, and well I like him too.
But we can't be together it'll never work.
He can be my friend but that's it, I wanted nothing to do with him sexually, or as far as a relationship it's self.
After much unpacking. I plopped on my bed staring at the picture of me & Dalton and cookie.
The picture was taken almost 4 years ago at summer camp.
I smiled at the good memories. such wonderful memories were shared.
I rolled over and closed my eyes falling asleep.
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Neglecton.
It's not what I saw, it's what I felt.
Max was pushing me away, and she has been ever since we got back from LA, Which was about 4 weeks ago and I didn't know why. I did nothing but nice things for her.
I stood by her side the whole time In LA. I poured my feeling out to her and we even shared a few kisses.
So what did I do wrong?
Right after, she hung up in my face I threw my phone down.
I sighed and stared at the picture of me and Max at summer camp about 4 years ago.
God how much fun was that.
I smiled and there was a small knock at my door.
"Dalt?"

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