As soon as I step inside Jacob's truck, the atmosphere seems to change. The inside of the truck smells like a boy, and lots and lots of... hay? He clears his throat.
"Is that the guy your in love with?" Jacob asks. I nod. Wait.. why am I in a car with a stranger?! I quickly gets out, ignoring his protests. He follows me around the back of the truck and grabs a hold of my hand. I yank it back. Who does he think he is?!
"Sorry. It's just I want to help you." His blues eyes seem sad and miserable. Why?
"Why would you want to help me, you never talked to me before today." I retort. Something is off about Jacob Edwards, and to be honest I'm kind of curious why.
"I don't know.. it's just.. my sister went through the same problem, and I want to help you." He looks at me sincerely and I decide to trust him. I nod and turn towards my house, only to find Brooke and Ben still standing there. Gross.
"So, your going on that class trip to the Rockies, right?" He asks, shoving his fists into his pockets.
"Yeah, are you?" I try to walk away and make Jacob follow me. Luckily he gets the hint. He falls into step beside me and we walk down the sidewalk towards the creek.
"Yeah, my dad's a big nature freak so I have to go." I shake my head.
"So if your going, I'll at least have you to talk to then?" I say.
"Yeah. You won't be stuck with just lover boy and the slut."
"Brooke's not a slut and Ben is not a lover boy.. they're just... he's just...she..." I try my best to come to their defense, but all of my comebacks come out flat. I can't defend then right now, after what I had just seen. This is the true reality of me. The fact that I can't defend my friends just because they hurt me. I almost feel guilty. Just almost.
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The Love Story that was Never Told
Roman d'amourI am Grace Sanders. I am no one special. But, according to my friend Ben I'm more than what I seem to be. Sure being a nerd is who I am, but he continues to try to tell me I'm more. So much more. Grace Sanders has been in love with the same boy for...
