Picture above is Sians car
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"So, do you want to hang out with me and Nathan this weekend," Sian asked as we drove to the pharmacy.
"What are you guys doing," I asked.
"We're just gonna hang out at his place. Probably go out to eat or something."
"Uh, sure." I never really hung out with people. I usually just stayed in my room and read or watched TV. I guess it could be fun, as long as it's just them two. My mom is gonna be happy.
We pulled up to the pharmacy and parked. I opened the door and got out. "You don't have to get out. I'll try to be quick," I said hoping she wouldn't come in the store with me.
"It's fine. I want a snack anyways." She got out of the car and began walking to the entrance.
Okay. I headed straight to the prescription pick up area and Sian went down the snack aisle. No one was in line so I went up to the counter. I gave the man my prescription and he told me it would be about 20 minutes so I took a seat on one of the chairs and waited.
Sian came and sat next to me. She had a bag of Cool Ranch Doritos and a Sprite. She pulled out a Twix bar and handed it to me. "I got you a Twix because everybody likes those."
"Thanks." I put it in my backpack. I wasn't really hungry for anything right now.
"You know, I'm surprised you haven't asked about my clothes. I mean you never even made a face at them." Sian opened up her soda and took a drink.
"I uh-it's not really any of my business. I actually think you look really cool," I said. She smiled," Thanks. Most people from out of town think it's weird."
We sat in silence. I played with the sleeves of my shirt.
I wish I knew how to have a conversation with people. She probably thinks I'm weird. I am weird. Do I talk about the weather?
No, that's fucking stupid.
How the hell do you talk to people!?
"Do you like it here? The town, I mean," Sian asked.
Oh, thank god. I love when other people initiate the conversation.
"It's really nice. I like how it's always cold." There I go, talking about the weather. Jesus.
"Isn't it cold in New York? I thought it snowed there."
"Yeah. It snows during winter and stuff but not year round, like here. It's usually just really humid there," I explained.
"Oh. You don't miss the skyscrapers or noise or anything," she asked, taking a sip of her soda.
"No. I like here way better. It's quiet and nice. The woods are my favorite, though."
She smirked," You like the woods?"
"Uh y-yeah," I stuttered. Was it weird that I liked the woods? "Good. So do Nathan and I. We have a-," she cut herself off. "You'll see."
I'll see? That wasn't vague at all.
"Jacob Matthews," the pharmacist called my name. I stood up and walked over to the counter. "Thanks," I mumbled. I unzipped my backpack at put the bag inside.
"Ready to go," Sian asked. "Yeah."
I told Sian where my house was and we were on our way.
10 minutes later, we were pulled up to my house.
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Give Me Time (bxb)
Teen Fiction16 year old, Jacob Matthews and his mother just moved to a new town. It's his first day at his new school and all he wants to do is run home. He's expecting the day to go horribly wrong. But instead, he meets a cool goth chick and her very energetic...