Prologue
"If things don't turn out what you planned it doesn't mean God wants you to lose and quit. Maybe he has got a better thing planned for you rather than what you planned for yourself"
Meet Adam Parker who thinks his every observation...
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"Adam Jordon Parker! Where the hell were you? You scared the living lights out of me." mom screamed into my ears. It is a miracle they are not bleeding to death.
"just out for a stroll." I shrugged. "stroll! Are you listening!!! Four hours of strolling. I thought you are going to punch Daniel." She took a deep breath.
"what! I wouldn't do that. you are over reacting. Things are good now. I need to sleep mom. Good night." I stood up from the chair.
"what do you mean by that?" she asked raising her eyebrow. "nothing. Just sleep now, mom or you would get dark bags under your eyes." she hit me on my head. Ow!! "don't say that again. Off you go now." She motioned with her hands.
Once I was in room, I saw Greg lying on bed texting someone. He was smiling, and may I add weirdly. He didn't even hear me come in. I snatched his phone. "what the hell!!! Give my phone back Adam." He growled with anger.
"whom are you texting? Ohh... Amanda. I see. Your ship is sailing bro!" I threw the phone back at him and he caught it in time. "oh shut up! Let me ask, what is going on with you and Anna. If I am not wrong, I heard you saying to her dad that you love her." he narrowed his eyes at me. "when did this happen? Care to tell me."
I looked at the ceiling above me which now seemed to be more interesting rather than answering Greg's question. "well, I don't know. I didn't even register that it left my mouth. I mean how can I love her, she has been here for only like a month and half of which she hasn't talked to me." I am seriously starting to think my brain is dysfunctional.
"it just takes a moment to happen." Said Greg patting on my shoulder. "what do you mean?" I asked him. "nothing." And he went to sleep. I was also tired after running and fighting, good thing mom didn't quite notice the bruise. Well! It isn't noticeable too much, anyway.
"what's that? and how and why?" Greg said pointing to the bruise on my stomach. A big red mark, sore with little blue and blackness surrounding it. I slipped the t-shirt on my body to leave but Greg closed the door. "explain" he demanded pointing to my stomach.
"got into a fight with Alex." I said shrugging. "when?" arggh! He is enquiring too much but I told him everything from my running to fight and then what happened at Anna's house. "so, her dad is cool with you?" he asked me while we walked down for the breakfast. "I hope that, maybe!" well, all I can do is hope.
After parking the car in the school parking lot, we headed to the locker. I was taking my books out when I saw Sam in front of me looking all happy and smiling. "what happened? Why are you smiling?" if possible her smile widened even more. "I saw the best thing in morning, made my day."
"what?" I closed the locker and now there was Greg behind me also listening to Samantha. "that" Samantha said pointing something behind me. I turned to see what she was talking about and surely it was a sight to watch. I felt proud to see the damage I made. There by his locker stood Alex with a black eye and a big bruise on his cheek.
