Perfectly Crafted For You

8.

I wake up at 7am so I can get ready and be at church at 8am to prepare to interpret the service. I interpret at the 8:30am and the 10am service every sunday. I am normally on the clock from 8am to noon, so four hours. So it's not bad money, but I really just do it to keep up with my skills since I'm not in class anymore. It is a ton of work but I really enjoy it. And it brought over 50 new people to the church that are Deaf or Hard of Hearing. So the church really likes it.

I grab a black dress that cinches at my waist and is plain. Being an interpreter you have to wear black or dark color so it is easy to watch. I braid my bangs back so nothing is in front of my face as a distraction. I also wear little makeup so it isn't an annoyance. I slip on my black flats and head down stairs.

"Bent? You up?" I call from the top of the stairs. He drives me in the morning and then leave, and come to the late service then takes me home. I feel bad that he drives me everywhere but I don't have quite enough money for a car.

I hear him grumble a response. I grab my purse and phone and take the car keys to get the car cooling down since it's extremely hot outside. After a few minutes waiting, Bentley walks out of the house. After the short 8 minute drive I thank him and run inside to get ready.

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Church went really well. I just got home around 12:15pm and texted Emerson and Skyla to come over so I could tell them about last night. They say that they will be over around 2pm. So I start to do some homework.

Once I finish I start to think about that random text conversation I had, was that Brody?  I decide to text them again.

Amzie: Is this Brody?

Looks good to me, I hit send.

Unknown: Nope

Nope? Then who could it be...?

Amzie: Then who?

Unknown: You don't know me. My name is Mitch.

I don't know any Mitch... I mean my school is big so it's not that crazy that I wouldn't know everyone's name. But I'm just so confused as to who this number is and how they relate to Brody. Maybe I'll find out someday. Just as I think that, the doorbell rings. I start to stand up but here Bentley open the door. Soon enough my best friends are bargaining into my room.

"So what is SOO important that you couldn't just text us?" Em complaints the minute she plops on my bed. "I had plans to not do anything today."

"Well if you were so busy I don't have to tell y'all about what Brody and I talked about last night..."

Their jaws dropped. I think Skyla's eyes almost popped out of her head. "Talk" they both demand.

I explain the whole story, but I'm not going to bore y'all with all of details again. But during the story Em gasped at least 4 times and Skyla hit me twice. I still don't even know what to think about it.

"And then he just left" I finish the story.

"Wow, so are y'all like more than friends?" Em presses, just like I knew she would.

"I don't even know if we are friends" I shrug.

"What do you mean you don't think y'all are even friends? He came to your house at basically midnight to make sure you were okay. Everett wouldn't even do that, well maybe he would but he wouldn't of before we started dating." Skyla shoots back. Everett was always in love with her, he would of always done that. But Everett is an amazing guy.

"I mean we never talked about any type of relationship or anything. It was just really very strange." I explain while dramatically waving my hands around.

"Amzie, why can't you just see that boys don't just do what Brody did. He probably really likes you." Em whines.

"He probably just wants to be my friend, he probably just wants someone that will sign with him. Lip reading is very hard, even the best lip readers can only understand 10% of wha-"

"We know, we don't need another Deaf culture lesson right now" Emerson cuts me off. She is always much more blunt and aggressive. Skyla is always more sweet and understanding.

"Whatever, Deaf culture lessons are always the best" I say while pouting my lips. I really could talk about it all day, well that and ASL.

"So what's is you plan?" Skyla asks with hope in eyes. I know she wants me to say I'm going to talk to him and become more than friends. That I am going to actually try. But I don't want to put myself out there and get shot down. Or deal with a bunch of drama. And he does have the reputation as a bad boy and lord knows I don't need that in my life.

"I don't have a plan, I'm just going to live my life" I finally mumble out. Totally regretting tell them. I decide that from here on out, if anything happens with Brody, I'm not going to tell  them. I don't want to be pestered about it all the time. "I don't want to talk about this anymore, ever really. Can we please just not bring it up?" I say with my eyes getting really big.

They both just kind of nod and we decide to eat some lunch. After lunch they both head home and I just spend the day finishing homework and sleeping.

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A/N: What do y'all think? Thanks for reading!

Question of the day: What do y'all think of Brody?