School started back. I only got more shit from the kids at school. Noah tried to talk to me and apologize several times about the kiss...great. He hated it. I was the last person on earth he'd want to kiss, right?
*2 Weeks later*
It's the worst day of my life. Alex is packed and ready to join his band mates on their tour bus. He said I could stay at the house. It's obvious he doesn't care if I throw a wild party, but maybe he knows I don't have enough friends TO through a wild party. He hugs me. "Be good, kiddo." He states. I smile and nod. "Bye Alex." I say. My eyes follow him down the road. Four and a half months. It's a kick off tour, he about to release a new album.
"Now what?" Hayley's voice sounds behind me. I jump and nearly fall down. "Hayley?! What are you doing here?" I ask. A better question is 'When did you get here?' "Chilling, what's it looks like?" she ask, sipping out of a glass bottle of root beer, or at least what I hope is root beer. "How did you get in?" I sitting next to her. This girl is insane. "Someone left the back door unlocked." She says casually. I sigh. "What?" she questions. I just shake my head. At least I have her. I guess it's just the fact that Alex's gone and Noah hasn't talked to me in about a month. "I'm sorry Hayley, but now's not good. I want to be alone for a little while. Don't worry though we have a lot of time to do our crazy stuff without any worries of adult super vision" I say. She stares at me. "You're different." she says without losing her gaze. "What?" I ask. "You're like a zombie or something....but I understand, but not for long if you don't text me pronto." she says. With that she struts out the door like some bad-ass from a movie.
After Hayley disappears I go upstairs and get out a pen and paper and begin to write.
Dear Alex, Noah, and Hayley,
Hopefully you won't have already freaked out and have found me by the time you're reading this.....
I scratch it out and start over, my hands shaking. I leave Noah out on my second try.
Dear Hayley and Alex,
You don't need to worry when you see that I'm gone...
I stare at the paper, the words drained from my mind. How do I say this?
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My Godfather is Who?
Teen FictionStella Miller lived an average life, until one cruel day, when her parents are killed in a devastating car crash. Will her life ever be the same? Stella's life looks up when she moves in with her punk rock Godfather Alex Reed and meets her quirky b...
