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Chapter 6

Kayla POV

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I looked at my phone, the screen read Shea. I slide the ignore button for what felt like the tenth time. I haven't spoken to her for two days after Ryan told me, she told him the truth. I mean yeah I shouldn't be upset, I'm the one who hurt him right? After he told me he knew, I haven't gone

on Match since I'm still afraid to read that message, that is just sitting in my inbox. I don't know what I'm afraid of. Being rejected? Maybe even hated? I don't know, but all I know is I can't read it yet. I have been really focused on my homework lately, trying to distract myself from thinking of him. No matter how hard or how long I try to not think of him, I'm always thinking of him.

I think I love him..

Tanner POV

2 days. 48 hours. 34 minutes. That's how long it's been since I told Kayla the truth. Every minute that ticks by causes more stress. She's the only thing I can think about. Those 2 days, 48 hours, and 34 minutes I spent at home. I don't bother even going to school, i mean who will care, and even noticed. My foster mom hasn't even come home, yet and it's been two weeks. I mean she gradually pops in and out but she's never stayed the night, probably off with her boyfriend. Do I make that easy for people to walk in and out of my life. I laid on my bed, facing the ceiling imagining what my life could have been like if I was normal, if I wasn't such a nerd. Who knew that such a site could get me so depressed, she's just a girl, I don't need her there will be plenty more. Ugh forget it! I do need her matter how many times I tell myself that, I need her more then I think I do. Forget my past right now, I'm going to find her, I'm going to New York.

I scurry to my closet, and grab the suitcase on the top shelf. I quickly stuff tons of clothes, shirts, and everything I think I might need in the suitcase. I looked up the airplane schedule and found one that leaves at 1:13pm. I look at my clock which read 12:00pm. I still have time, I grab the phone and call taxi services to bring me to the airport. Money! I need money! I remembered my foster mom keeps a jar of money in her closet that she saved up. I decided to take the money and just stuffed the jar in my bag, as I ran out the door into the taxi cab.

It's hard to believe that I'm doing this, but maybe just maybe I could win this girl over. I don't know what she looks like and she doesn't know what I look like, but true love isn't about what the eye of the beholder sees in the persons appearance, it's how they feel, and I know how I feel.

I just may love, a girl that was never real.

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