"So, you feeling any better?" Tara asks, her hair blowing in the wind.
"What do you mean?" I look at her.
"Your mom told me you weren't feeling good yesterday."
"I didn't say I wasn't feeling good, I said that I didn't get sleep."
"Oh well that's what she told me." She laughs.
We walked over to the park and sat at the nearest park bench.
"Well jeez, did you get enough stuff from the mall?" I laugh.
"You got more stuff than me." Tara looks at our bags.
"My mom is probably mad at me." I say.
"Why would she be mad at you?"
"Because she wanted to go shopping with me but I chose to go with you."
"Do you feel bad or something?" Tara smiles.
"Yeah I feel bad, why do you think I bought her stuff." I answer.
"I didn't even realize you did." She laughs.
The wind starts to pick up it's speed in it's steady pace. The tree's leaves dance with the branches when the wind hits them. The sun shines down through the branches of the tree hovering above us. The birds are chirping, kids were playing, dogs were running, and everyone was having fun.
"Do you want to spend the night?" I ask.
"Uh, yeah, let me ask my mom." Tara picks up her phone and calls her mom.
"Hey mom." She starts.
"Hey honey." I hear.
"Can I spend the night at Carmen's house tonight?" She asks putting it on speaker for e to hear.
"Um.... I thought you were going over to Kaileys' tomorrow morning." Her mom stated.
"I don't want to anymore."
"Fine Tara." Her mom sighed.
"Thank you mom." Tara said in a relief, me knowing that she doesn't like Kailey.
"Your'e welcome, I love you."
"I love you too."
She hung up her phone and put it in her back pocket.
"So you're spending the night I hear?" I smile.
"Yeah, will your mom care, you didn't ask her."
"No my mom doesn't care, you know that." I laugh.
"Okay...."
"So I guess we have to carry this all the way to my house." I huff.
"Yeah." Tara answers.
We get uo and grab our bags, heading towards my house.
"It's a shame that we can't drive yet." Tara says.
"I know it is."
"Don't we have to go to my house to get my stuff?" Tara asks pointing behind her.
"You can just wear some of my stuff, you take wear them anyways."
"Well it's not my fault you have such good clothes, a mansion, and basically anything you want, talk about being spoiled." Tara whispers the last part.
"I am not spoiled." I whine.
"Yes you are."
"No I'm not."
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Full of Magic || On Hold
FantasyMost people don't believe in magic,and most people do. But Carmen is the last person on earth to even think about magic being real. Until she woke up one day on her 16th birthday to find that there was no trace of her mother anywhere, no calls, no t...
