Oh, great. Of all the people in the world I could've run into, it's him. "Guilty." I just wanted to run. I needed to get out. "How have you been?" He was smiling, with his huge eyes and giant, white teeth."Um, working." I said, doing a thing with my feet, and suddenly taking so much interest in them. What I wanted to say was, "No, my life sucked after you left. I had to move away because I couldn't risk seeing you again." Instead, I pretended I was fine with all of this. "I should go. Sorry about your truck." He nodded, and pushed away the check. "Consider it compensation." He smiled again. "See you around. " Witha charming mink, he hopped into his car and drove away. Now i was really late. Stupid Keegan. I walked up to my desk and wrote in my anger journal. Nobody ever reads it, andmy dad, a therapist, says it helps. Therefore, I wrote in my anger journal. I wrote about how Keegan was upsetting me, and why was he in town, and i thought he left for the military, and how he broke my heart and stuff. I read back to the beginning, which I have never done before, and I flashback to four years ago...
