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Candy Floss (7)

CANDY FLOSS

SEVEN

It was the most boring party of my life.

Even Ashley's birthday party just two months ago had been better. There had been live entertainment there, a band singing pop songs instead of bunch of loud speakers blasting the walls and possibly killing my ears. I knew I would feel like this, that's why I didn't want to come.

Cam was busy with his friends - yeah his friends, not mine. He was drinking like it was the end of the world and dancing on the island table. Everyone was gathered around him and made videos on their phones. He would be horrified when he would check his phone tomorrow. I felt sick.

I was just standing there, leaning against the door and frowning at him. What the hell was wrong with his senses? Cam was always in control, he was always creating rules for himself - for both of us.

''Hey wanna join me?'' Someone slurred in my ear, I stared at the huge guy who was grinning at me broadly, and BIRTHDAY GUY was spray painted on his once clean black shirt. So this was Matt. I had seen him in school a lot of time but never really talked.

''Pardon?'' I said crossing my arms over my chest,

''Your guy looks like he forgot you babe, come let go, my room's just-'' I didn't wait for him to finish, just grabbed the phone sitting on the table next to me and smacked it on his head. Matt went down and nobody looked at us.

I was already on the streets when I realized what I had done. One minute I was worrying about it, what if he create problem for me at school? The next I shrugged it off, he was drunk anyway, he won't remember it tomorrow.

Cam would ask me all sorts of questions tomorrow but again, for once I didn't want to care. It was his fault anyways, getting drunk and acting like a total goon. I should have made a video on my phone as well, just in case.

I decided to go home but I realized that both mom and dad were working late, again and I had no homework today. It was just thirty past seven. I decided to go to Miles Hospital; I mean the place where he volunteered.

I didn't know why I thought about him. I could've have gone to Roland's or at Cassie's.

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It felt weird as I strolled awkwardly in the hospital, feeling a bit purposeless. I felt like I was lost and chose hospital for my choice of haven.  

''Can I help you Miss?'' A nurse asked me passing by, I stared at her with a confused expression while she regarded me coolly.

''Um - can - can you tell me where's the children ward?'' I managed to say,

''Sure,'' she pointed to the other side of the corridor, ''take the stairs to the second floor; it's at the end of the first corridor. But try making it short because it's gonna close in 45 minutes.''

''Okay, thanks.'' I smiled politely and moved in the direction she had pointed.

I ran along the corridor when it struck me what would I say to Miles. It would look so weird and all. He would think I am some creepy stalker who left the party to see him. Well, I did left the party to see him. I was reluctant at first but then I realized that Miles wasn't like that, he was different. So far, the thing I loved the most about him was this; he never really gave thought about minimal matters, he wasn't a stereotype. He wouldn't question me or make stupid assumptions. His train of thought lurked far from that. That was why I liked his company these days, when with him, I was away from questions that had interfered in my life ever since I joined Cam's circle. With Miles, I was Peyton again, not some sassy cheerleader whose half a day went down n struggle to keep up her reputation. With Miles, I was free.

My footsteps were more determined as I nearly rushed to the ward the lady had pointed out for me. As I reached the door which was opened I saw him sitting there and my heart soared. He sat on the carpeted floor surrounded by about ten to twelve small kids; all laughing and pointing with expressions of extreme glee shining on their innocent faces. Miles was reading them a story out loud and laughing at small jokes he cracked in between. On one of the bed, a woman whose face resembled his sat with two other kids and was playing checkers with them.

My eyes were stuck on the boy who say carelessly there; no hints of pretence on his sincere face, his blue eyes shining from jubilance, and this time my heart didn't just soared, it was beating so fast that I feared my ribs would crack and it would leap out at any moment.

And I didn't want this to end.

Who knew someone's laugh could be this addictive; some one smile would be this beautiful. I had never felt like this, not when Cam kissed me for the first time, not when I was made captain of the cheerleading team, not when I got my scholarship accepted. This feeling was beyond explanation; all I knew was that my heart felt happy and alive than it had ever been.

But the only worst thing was; things were never going to be same again.

I slowly tip toed away from the ward, my courage lost in translation, and my heart swelling with a new feeling. I didn't know how I went out of the hospital and walked all the way home. Everything was a sweet blur and I wanted it to be that way. I wanted to imprint this moment in my mind forever.

I lay down on my bed and all that flashed before my eyes were him, and his smile. That was enough to lead to peaceful slumber.

I was falling for Miles - hard indeed.