3 weeks later
It's been 4 weeks I have been living here and going to school. Me Monty is getting along but he still blocks me out. I still can't figure out why he acts like that.
I'm on my way to school after dropping my sister off at school. 2 weeks ago a stereotype bitch walk up to me telling me to stay away from Monty. I beat her ass and now she getting a nose job.....again.
As I walk to my locker it was closed quickly close and I almost smashed my finger. I turn around and was about to punch the person until I notice it was Monty.
He looked at me like he was trying to figure out something. Like I was a puzzle and he's trying to find where the last 200 pieces go. He stared at me for a good whole minute
He pulled out his phone and starting typing fast but then harshly.
M-are you almost done w/ the project.
A-no why
M- BECAUSE IT'S DUE NEXT WEEK THAT'S WHY!!!!
A-HOLD YOU TITS BITCH, and are YOU done with the project
M-If I was done with the project I wouldn't have asked you
A-Well then finish it
M- matter of fact meet me at my place.
A- for what
M- just meet me at my place for the project
A-where the tree house used to be
M-Umm...yea.
He looked at me for a while before storming off. 'What the hell is his problem'
I shrugged it off and walked to class.
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"End of the day"
I walk to the parking lot jumping on my bike getting ready to go to my sister school. When I pull up she runs up to me and hugged me. After awhile i text Monty to ask if my sister can come. There in no way in hell I will leave her at home by herself
He said yes well not technically and I quote "I don't care get your fat ass over here, you can bring a ghost if all i care just hurry up" yup he's just that rude.
we drove to his house. After I pulled up we walked in and I asked him where are his parents he said they left him. I didn't ask further questions.
we got finished with the project and I walked down stairs to see my sister watching 'Dora The Explorer'.
I smiled but wipped it off quickly when Monty looked at me. I left him standing there in his train of thoughts and walked out the house. I walked to the back yard and to the tree house where I onced lived.
I climb it but i had to duck a little because I was a little tall. I walked to the back and into the room I use to sleep in.
Everything and when I say everthing I mean everything is still the same. My clothes are on the side the bed, when I changed that night
The food tray Monty gave me when I ate, was still there. The first aid kit is on the table in the left side corner, that he used to cover up my bruises is still there. And the bed is not even made. Just like I left it.
