"So...do you still want to go home?" He asked
"No, my body was just so tensed and I'm used to running away when I'm scared or confused, but I'm fine now". I told him.
"Would you like to come over to my house? I have interesting games".
"Alright".
We drove to his house where we parked in front of a grey duplex.
"This house used to belong to a boy who attended MountainsHigh. He and his family moved out after his graduation. They're now outside the country". I told him.
"Oh I can see you know a lot now let's go inside". He pulled me by the arm and we walked towards the door. He removed a spare key from the side of his jacket, unlocked the door inviting into a warm luxurious house.
The warmness of the house was welcoming. The house is a duplex with beautiful setting. I saw a family picture of his aunt, her husband and a baby and I don't know why, but for no reason, I stood there looking at the picture for God knows how long.
"Juliet!" He called out to me. "C'mon".
I followed him up the stairs to his room. His room has four walls painted in white, maroon and black for the beautiful wall designs. A double bed in the center. A chest of drawer beside the built in fitted wardrobe attached to the wall on the right side of the room.
There is a beautiful white and black puzzle rug about 8inches long beside the double bed. There's also an en suite. A side table with reading lamps and computer.
"So, are you done looking at my room?" He asked jokingly.
"Your room is nice".
"Yeah it is. Soooo, do you play WHOT?" He asked
"No, I don't play games".
"So why did you follow me here?"
"I don't want to go home right now. It's only 3:17pm". I took a sit on the chair.
"So what would you like to do?" He asked.
"Anything except games".
"There's a party".
"I don't do parties".
"You will this time". A wore his smirk again.
"Let's just find something else to do before then. Do you swim?"
"Yes I do. There's a pool downstairs you wanna see it?"
"The weather is a bit cold today, I don't want to get sick".
"You won't. Let's go".
He jumped off the bed and hurried out of his room. I followed behind taking in the sweet smell of the house.
The pool is at the back of the house. Not too big. He jumped in wearing his short SpongeBob yellow pants and screamed for me to join him.
"No I'm fine, I'll get sick!" He looked at me daringly.
"Alright, please pass me the towel".
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Ice Picked Hearts
Teen FictionA story of a young girl who seeks nothing but a life with no ups and downs. A life where you can love someone and be loved back. A life where you can get healed with no scars. A life where you can be whatever you want to be.
