SALLY
Two random people were standing in front of us, just like I did for some weeks ago. Happy for them they were two. As mr. Ralph went away from the room I stood up and went to welcome the new people. I thought back to when I was standing there and felt the must to be nice for once. “I’m Sal” I said. Not too impolite actually. “I’m Rose, and this is my sister Olivia” she smiled weakly. They were natural pretty, both of them. One of them a little smaller than the other one. The tallest one was the one speaking, Rose. She really fit her name with her dark redly hair and light blue eyes. The smaller one, Olivia had dark blonde hair and the same blue eyes as Rose.
Milly showed them the way upstairs while I stayed down with Frank. I wasn’t polite enough to show them around. I knew that. What a start would that be? “Don’t bring yourself down now.. You’re nice deep inside you” Frank said and poked me with a smile. I pulled away and looked mad at him but both of us burst out laughing. He was such a nice dude. I never thought I could ever say that a boy was my best friend, but now I could. “Oh, I know you love me” I said and opened my sketchbook. “Yeah, I do.. but I have to share you, with those dudes.. and Sal, sharing’s not my greatest strength” he said and pointed to one of my drawings. Shit. I didn’t know that I still had that drawing. I closed my eyes and recalled what the drawing pictured. The one upper on the left side of the paper was a girl lying on the couch with a skunk dude sitting on top of her. Jack. The lower one on the right was a streetlight shining down on two people with hoodies on, sitting close to each other. Zack.
ZACK
I took a turn and the car started jumping up and down in different holes. What kind of street was this? I couldn’t see any houses in miles, and the broken road made me want to think that I would never find it. The woman I talked to in town said this was the only place she could ever think a teenager-helping-house was. I had no idea, at all.. So what could I loose with trying where she thought? Sally never told me where or how this house was. All I knew was what I found in the book, the diary.. and that wasn’t too much.
With no clue I needed to find it. I couldn’t keep away from her. She left before I woke up last time we saw each other, and I was sure it was Jack’s fault. Everything was Jack’s fault. She didn’t pick up when I called either. I called her twice, and Alex called her once. Well, I.. from Alex’s phone. But I wanted to know if she only ignored me or the whole band, and I got my answer. Then it was a bigger chance for her to listen to me when I started talk. Or was it really? Well, I needed to live in the hope.. Without even knowing what I was thinking.
SALLY
I moved my pencil over the paper, lifted it up, and moved it over it again. I was sitting in my own little corner just drawing like I was the only one in the world. I made shadows and the last finish before staring at it. What was happening? I opened my sketchbook and went through some of my older drawings. They were totally different, and I don’t know if I thought it was a better difference, or what. It really annoyed me and i wanted to throw it all away.
Again Frank Appeared beside me and started tell me how awesome and amazing my drawing was. It almost annoyed me. He always told me they were good. They probably wasn’t that good. Not all of them at least. Maybe he just felt that he needed to give me compliments to keep me as his friends? I don’t know, people had done that before. “Um.. Sally?” he suddenly asked. “Yes.. Frank?” I replied and put my drawing in my sketchbook again. “I think you have a visitor..” he said with a little questioning tone in his voice. I looked up and my eyes hit a familiar person in the hall, talking to mr. Ralph. I noticed him giving the visitor a cup of coffee and tried to find my way out of here before they saw me. No way out, at all. Maybe it wasn’t him? Maybe I was lucky? Of course I wasn’t. Those arms couldn’t be anyone else’s than his. Who was I trying to fool? The muscular body in the singlet couldn’t be anyone else than Zack. No one else had those muscular arms, and no one had those hot tattoos. No one. What was he fucking doing here then? And how the fuck did he found this place? I was freaking out and just hoped that mr. Ralph would tell him to go away, but of course he didn’t. I saw them both laugh before mr. Ralph suddenly turned and pointed straight at me.
I stood up and walked straight to him and grabbed his arm. “Let’s take this outside” I said and pulled him out to the garden. I didn’t want to keep sitting in the room with a lot of other people. “Sal, I’m so glad to..” “What are you doing here?” I cut him off. He stared at me like I’d just asked him if I could die. “Sally.. You just left me without any goodbye. You kept ignoring my calls, even from Alex’s phone! I needed to know why you left me.. I mean..” he stopped talk and wrapped his jacket around me as I was shivering like crazy. His one arm pulled me close to him and I felt his breath touching my face. “I.. I..” I said but pulled my face down on his shoulder. I almost started cry, and he wasn’t supposed to see that. I became so damn weak with him. What was going on? He stroked my back and pulled me closer to him. He hugged me tightly and I could feel his heartbeat. He stood there in singlet but still he was so hot. I mean, not just the look. “Please don’t let Jack ruin things for you Sally. You’re amazing, and should not feel like this.. You’re just a human, it’s okay to cry.. but don’t do it because of Jack” he said and pulled away a little. He stared at me and slowly he moved his one hand to my neck. He pulled my face up and locked my eyes. “Zack, I don’t know..” I started. “But I do..” he said.
His one hand pulled me closer to him and the other was still on my neck. Slowly he connected our lips, and closed his eyes.
