6. exposure

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^song : obsessions/marina and the diamonds (play when you see #)

lana's pov

i smiled the whole way home from the park.

it was weird. i felt at peace with him just like i always did.

i cruised around the bend near the pond by my old house. the pond we used to play ice hockey on, i had so many good memories there. i decided to go say hey to my mom before going back home.

my phone buzzed in the cup holder.

snapchat from ethan grant

i unlocked my phone and clicked on the message.

ethan grant ~ 544-390-8504. txt me.

i copy and pasted the number into a new message


3:33
me
it's me

3:34
544-390-8504
hi squish :)

i changed this contact to 'ethan' and pulled into the drive way.

"hey mom!" i shouted, i yelled as the screen door snapped behind me.

"hola mija, que te trae a casa?" she called from the kitchen

"simplemente me fui como para decir hola, me salteé la clase y fui al parque 'cost' por un poco de tiempo libre." i said coming around the island in the middle of the kitchen.

"pasar un buen rato? no es agradable." she said

"si, lo hice." i smiled to myself.

"quedarse a cenar?" she asked as she stirred a pot of frijoles.

"sure mama." i said

7:45pm

it was nice eating dinner with my mom. we talked about school and she told me about this guy she was seeing. she told me she wanted me to meet him so it must be pretty serious.

i hung my lanyard on the hook in my kitchen and got the jug of juice out of the fridge, drinking it straight from the container. the perks of living alone.

holding the juice, ethan crossed my mind.

(#)

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"butter why are you in my room?" i asked as i set my bag down.

"cause obviously i wanted to hang out." he said stretching out fully on my bed. which was made perfectly.

"wouldn't you rather hang with ryan or gray?" i asked

"nope." he smiled.

"good because i wanted to hang out with you too."

"put on some music." i plugged my phone into the speaker and hit shuffle.

"come here." ethan said with a deep tone in his voice.

i climbed onto the bed and he pulled me close kissing the top of my head

"how was practice." he asked

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