I hear muffled dialogue outside the door and occasionally a sniffle, but I don't know what they're talking about. I don't know who that person was, but I feel bad for not knowing. I feel bad and well, kinda guilty.
"Hey Amber," Mom says, walking in again.
"Hey, who was that person who came in earlier?" I ask.
"Jonah, you'll remember him soon. You guys were really close," she says, squeezing my shoulder.
"Were?" I ask, my eyebrows knit together.
"I meant are," she corrects herself. "You guys weren't friends since we came here."
"Oh," I reply, slipping into my thoughts.
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Fanfiction"He's the bad boy?" I ask, glancing over at him and arching my eyebrow. "Yup, Jonah Marais," she replies. "Doesn't seem like it," I say. "Oh don't do what I think you're gonna do," she looks at me worriedly. "And what do you think I'm gonna do," I s...
