Chapter 15

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I walked out of the house in the same clothing I was wearing last night. I walked to the closes flower shop, and I thankful had a twenty on me to buy some flowers. I walked out of the shop, and head towards seeing my dad again. It's been 6 months since me walk up this hill toward the graveyard. I followed the path where it crumbled away, and then I turn right and counted six's graves and turned left, and there he was. Under piles of gravel, mound, stones, my dad lays with us today. I sat down and place the yellow flowers in the flower pot, lent next's to the grave stone. 'Micelle Smith, Aged 48 born 10th May 1961-2003.' I read over and over again with a tear rolling down my face. Yellow was is favourite colour. "It was so bright and cheerful", he would say over again and again, and it was true. I laid my head on the grave stone, with tears falling down my face.

"Umm, you alright?", a male voice appeared, and I opened my eyes and saw a face next to mine. Then I saw it was Cameron.

"Cameron?"

"Yes....and you are..."

"It's me Jessica...?"

"Jessica?..."

"Jessica, the one who is loved by your best mate?.."

"Mate?..."

"Calum?"

"Sorry I think you got me confused with someone else? I'm Cameron"

"Oh my gosh..."

"I'm Jessica! the one in your English class! the one who is going out with your friend Calum?! does that ring any bells?!"

"Ring any bells.. Oh Jessica! sorry I'm so sorry! very sorry! deeply sorry! Magnificently...!"

"It's okay! I don't have the best memory either",I said as I cut him off.

"Sorry.. my mum saids I bumped Heads with Molly when I was little and has acted like this since then, so yeah!"

"Yeah......so what you doing here?", I ask him not in a rude way

"Oh putting out new flowers for my nana..... you?"

"Same for my dad, but I'm done now.."

"Same!", Cameron said.

"Where you heading now?", I asked him.

"Oh to Calum's... you?"

"Well I guess home...?"

"Okay, well we are on rout so we can walk together", Calum so as with one breath. I nodded and walked with him. Most of the walk was me and him talking about Me and Calum, he dropped me off and the I walked in with my mother sitting at the coffee able reading a newspaper.

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