Secrets

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    When we stepped out of the house Ryan removed his arm from around my waist and swung his arms. Stupid.

    “So,” He started trying to talk.

    “Mhmm?”

    “Have you had a good day?”

    “Sure.”

    “Sure? You’ve been with me all day.”

    “Yeah, I know.”

    “So your not even gonna say you had a good day?”

    “No.”

    “Your wonderful.”

    “I know.”

    “Oh my god. Okay, what is wrong?”

    “Nothing.”

    “Oh, so everything.”

    “No.”

    “I give up on you. One minute your fine the next your in a bad mood.”

    “I’m a girl. Mood swings.”

    “Well, your not on your period so I don’t understand.”

    “Who ever said I wasn’t?”

    “Oh my god. I’m done. Grow up. Stop with this shit.”

    “Honestly Ryan? I didn’t even do anything. I’m sorry I’m a bitch. I guess I will just go home. I won’t go tonight.” By this time I had already stopped walking.

    “No. Your going weather you like it or not.”

    “Wow. Sure, I’ll go, but not with you.”

    “What does that mean?”

    “That I’m going, but I’m not gonna hang out with you.”

    “Why?”

    “Because your being a dick Ryan. That’s why.”

    He sighed, “Look, I’m sorry.”

    “Oh well.”

    His eyes got kind of big and he leaned forward, “Are you not forgiving me?”

    “No,”

    “Oh my god. I said I was sorry. I didn’t mean to act like a dick to you. Really.”

    I shrugged, “It’s kay, but I just don’t wanna hang tonight. Maybe we can watch a movie of something later, or swim, something.”   

    “Sounds good. So your not gonna hang out with me?”

    “No, sorry. I’ll find someone. Kay, but, no beer right?”

    “Right, I already promised that.”

    “Kay.”

    “I am sorry.”

    “I know.”

    “Just saying.”

    We walked in silence the rest of the way to the beach then went are separate ways. I knew I wasn’t being fair, at all, but he wasn’t being fair, he was saying I was mad when I wasn’t. Which just made me mad so yeah.

    I went over and sat on a long that had been placed for people to sit. It was starting to get dark. I looked around noticing I didn’t know anyone here. Like at all. I sighed.

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