Chapter 0.2 My best friend.
[Sometimes I'm terrified of my heart; of its constant hunger for whatever it is it want. The way it stops and starts. —Edgar Allan Poe]
“Can't you just find anyone else?" I ask him quietly, because one, he'll certainly find me boring to hang out with, two, I'm not used to having a friend, still he's a boy, and three, I'm irritated by his frank attitude.
“No," Joshua simply says. “All of them are either too busy picking fights with each other or battling their eyelashes at us."
Us? Not us, him.
“Yeah, it's not like I have a choice." I say under my breath. He doesn't say anything, or maybe he doesn't hear me.
Just then, Miss Collins catches our attentions again. “Alright children, snack time over. Now let's gather in the foyer and start our English lesson."
A few small kids squeal and follow Miss Collins behind. But most of them move lazily and slowly.
Joshua gets to his feet immediately, patting his pants. He peers at me, hands on his hips. “So what are you waiting for, princess?"
Princess?
I try to get up, but my butt is stuck to the seat. Horror gushes through me when realization hits me. Oh no. Not again.
Joshua raises his eyebrow at me in a question. It seems pretty clear that he doesn't understand my current situation, which is totally normal for me.
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Five Hundred Miles
Romance500 MILES "GIDEON, no." I warn him. He clings to me tightly, dipping his head into my hair. He smells weird, is that alcohol? "You're drunk. Again." It seems more like I'm muttering to myself. "I miss you, Maple." Gideon groans. I can't help but fe...
