What The Heck

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Honestly I don't like descents but I like this song in the nightcore version. 


Ty POV

A throbbing pain greeted me as my eyes fluttered open. My body was being  dragged on a dirt road by Nadeen. Confused yet embarrassed I quickly broke her grip from my ankle, got to my feet, and started to walk. The memory of Nadeen  smacking me on my head flashed in my mind.

"What the heck was that for!" I asked a little embarrassed for getting hit by a girl. "I was trying to save you from these two people!" 

"I don't need saving. These are my friends." She told me while she kept walking. "And it's not nice to hit people!" 

"Yeah like you didn't just get into a fight today." I said sarcastically with an eyeball.

Before Nadeen could say another word Nate cut in. 

"Remember us." I looked at the two figures and gave a nod toward him. "Well we're sorry for the misunderstanding. So are we cool?" 

"Yeah, I guess so." I said not fully trusting him. On the other hand the blonde chic seem like a happy go lucky person who I can trust.

They four of us  walked together till Nate and Lola waved us good bye. I guess they slit ways to go home. 

'It sounds kinda mean but I'm sort of happy that they left'

"Sooo how was life like as a delinquent?" I ask with a smirk while I nudged her arm.

She laughed and gave me a little push. 

I walked her home which didn't take long after Nate and Lola left. I left after she got safely inside and begun to think. I thought about many things like books I've read, what's was for dinner, and how to make a toy robot. But the thought that hit me was, Nate and Lola going to take Nadeen away from me?

If they did I wouldn't know what to do. I would be lonely again which I was fine with but now Nadeen made it hard to be alone. I walked up to the door of my house and knocked on the door. My mom answered it and asked the ussaly questions like , How was your day?, or Did you make any friends? The answer to the second qustion was ussaly no, but to day was the second time I have said yes to that question. I took a seat at the old dinner table in the kitchen/dinning room while mom cooked. 

"REALLY!" She asked totally shock. 

'Thanks moms.' I said with heavy sarcasm in my head.

"Well that's good. I'm just happy that your making friends for once." She said looking away from the pan full of greens and at me. "So what are is he or she like?"

"Well to start off ones a boy and ones a girl." I said remembering what they look like. "Lola is a blonde chic who seems fun to be around. But I haven't really hung out with her." 

"Really?" My mom said while the pan sissled from the onions. 

"Yeah. Then there's Nate." My voice started to sound like when people vent. (AUTHER NOTE : IDK couldn't think of the right word)  "He's rude and acts like he is so cool." I said sounding pissed off.

Mom turned off the stove and started to plate the food into bowls. She then brung the bowls to the table with 2 pairs of chopsticks to the table. 

"You may hate him today but like him tomorrow. Don't relie on first inpresstions because if I didn't I would have never married you father." She said craking a slight smile at the end.

I know mom missed dad a lot, even more than I didn't and that's a lot. I nodded and I started to eat dinner.








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