a girl like her

chapter 7

I didn't have any homework. Thank goodness. I went up to my room, and as soon as i opened my blinds, i see mahogany riding down the street, to her house. Once again, i grabbed my phone and went to see what she is up to. "Hey cary" my mom came up to me "how was your day?". I sat down at the kitchen table "it was fine" i looked over at the oven, something was cooking. "hey what is cooking in the oven?" i point to the oven. "Oh me and your dad are preparing some chicken pot pie" Ive never tried that before. Im hoping its good. "Have you seen jack this afternoon?" Mom asked. "yeah i saw him on the walk home from school" I told her. "well he should come home and try this pot pie!" my mom chuckled, i pretended to laugh because she laughs at herself and i dont want her to feel uncomfortable. She stood up from the chair "Okay im going to the store, do you need anything?" she asked me. "No im okay thanks" i went to the front door and started walking towards mahoganys house. Before i know it, i see her on her front patio again, shes drawing just like she was earlier, she really does draw alot. I wonder what she draws, i mean it could be anything. I always loved art. I just cant draw or paint, I will fail. As i hid behind that bush, I hear a snap beneath my feet, i realized i had stepped on a branch. oh shit. Mahogany looked up from her book. She skimmed the area, i was trying my best to stay still, she came up from her seat and looked around her patio, she looked worried. So she picked up her book and went inside. I really wish she could talk, to me. She could be a potiential friend to me.

I walked back to my house, i felt like that would've been an oppurtuniy for us to talk, even though it would be super awkard. Like what am i supposed to say "hi i'm cary i've been stalking you ever since you've moved into this town, how are you?". I walked up to my house to see that a car was parked, probably one of jacks friends. of course. I opened the door and i see jack with that girl from friday. They're both on the couch, eating each others face out, i silently walked up to my room, atleast they aren't in my room doing that. I opened the door to my room, i sat down in my bed and a wave of sadness came over me. It wasn't a sadness like "i want to ball up and die" sadness, it was just like the feeling of being alone, i've always been a lonely, boring person, i've never really had anyone to talk to, my mom doesn't ever talk to me about my feelings or what's really going on with me. I just wish there could be someone, here with me that i could talk to and relate to. Someone who could tell me that everything is okay. I hear a knock on my door, "cary, i am home just to let you know" i hear my mom say. "okay" i look down at my feet.

I walk down stairs and smell the pot-pie. I sit down at the table, jack is sitting at the other end of the table, for some reason he's staring at me. "Look, dont tell my dad about that girl, please" he looked at me, i knew he was. "or what?" i said in an attitude. "Or i'm gonna tell mark that you want him to-" i get up from my seat. "deal" . I walk away from the kitchen table, looking for my mom, i didn't feel like dealing with jack. He was a dickhead all of the time. I don't get how girls even like him at all. Sometimes i think maybe they just like him for his looks, or whatever. I really wanted to know when the pot pie would be ready. "mom?" i say. "what's up?" she replies. "When will the dinner be ready?" i state. "In a few minutes, your dad will be home soon" she says. I sit down at the table.