An old friend.

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  My Dad was out side washing his car when I came back.

"Hey sweaty, how was your run?" He asked well spraying water all over the car with a hose.

"It was good beside the fact that I fell."

He darted a look towards me.

"Oh. Are you okay?" He asked.

I giggle a bit thinking of it.

"Yeah im fine." I say walking up the front steps and into the house.

I walk in and my mom is doing the dishes I walk pass her and she stops me.

"Oh hun, your bleeding." She says to me.

I search both of my arms. I look at my elbow and sure enough was a cut and blood was oozing out. "What happened?"

"Some guy tripped me." I say.

"Well that wasnt very nice. Kind of a dick move if you ask me."

I let out a laugh. My mom has always been the funny vulgar one. You would except it to be my Dad but I swear I have never heard one swear word out of his mouth ever.

"Yeah but he was really nice about after words." I explain to her.

    I go take a shower. After getting out I decide to call Tom. I told him about the guy who tripped me. He told me about work. Tom is an actor and a performer. He does more of the theatre stuff. He is very talented.

   My mom and Dad and I all went out for dinner. We went to Olive Garden. My favorite restaurant of all time. Me and Tom's first date was at Olive Garden. We laughed and talked about child hood memories. It felt so good to be reunited with my parents again. I miss Tom dearly though. When we got home. I decided to just sit on the front steps and admire the cool night air and the beach that was displayed in front of me. I remember every day after school me and my bother would run to the beach and jump in the water. He pretended to be a shark and I was a mermaid. My bother died when I was 15. I always feel uncomfortable talking about it. Even thinking about it. As I look out towards the beach someones voice fills the outside air.

"Hey Alex."

I look over to see one of my old friends from High school standing there smiling.

"Oh my god, Megan!" I say with glee and joy. I jump up from sitting and hug her. Its been so long since I have seen her.

"What are you doing here?!" I ask still overwhelmed with excitement.

"Well I was in town visiting some friends and I heard you were here visiting your mom and Dad for a couple months and I had to come see you." She says.

"Well Im so happy you did."

I invite her inside and My Dad and Mom hug her. Then Me and Megan go into the guest room where I am staying. Well it you used to be my old room so it brings back memorys. We sit on the bed and talk about anything and everything. Its been awhile since I have seen Megan. Almost seven years.

   "So I hear you got your self some man candy?" Megan says.

I laugh.

"Yeah. He is pretty yummy."

She laughs at what I say.

"Please I must no more about him.What is he like?" She insist.

"Well he is tall, very tall. He is British-" She cuts me off.

"Wait he is British?"

"Yes, why?" I ask.

"Oh my danm. Those people have the most sexiest accents ever." She says.

We both giggle and then I tell her more about him.

"He sounds like a keeper. What does he look like?" She asked.

I pull out my phone from my pocket and go through my pictures. I find a good one and show her.

Her mouth drops and I chuckle.

"Holy mother of god. He is a keeper." She says sounding very sure.

It was almost midnight when Megan left she was only staying in town for a few more days so she gave me her number so we could meet up for lunch.

She left and like I always do I sent A good night text to Tom and went to Bed.

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