"Darling! Come downstairs before your breakfast gets cold!" My mother yelled. I groaned as I started to head down the stairs of our old style house to be met by a pair of hazel eyes that belonged to my mother.
"How'd you sleep?"
"I um, slept fine" I said taking a seat at the table, waiting for food to be presented to me.
"The wind last night,was crazy wasn't it?"
And everything came flooding back, his whispers saying inaudible things, his eyes the way they called me, his lips the way they were so chapped. I nodded as I tried to push all images back of last night away and focus on the food in front of me.
"I'm sorry mom, but I can't eat right now. I'm going to go get ready for school" I said pushing the food away and running up the stairs to my room. Everything seems in its place, but the note he left outside my window was now on my bed,
"No." I said and threw it away again. I ignored the wind again, as it demanded to try to enter the house and steal it's warm away. Ignoring the wind I decided to get dressed in a big sweater and some jeans with my black vans, I grabbed my phone, backpack, and keys and left the house. I stepped outside and I felt him watching me. I could feel his eyes staring my down as I have no attention to him, not today...not today
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