In the morning, I took a quick shower, threw on a pair of cutoff jeans, a pink tanktop, and this flowy long sleeved coverup. I slipped into my Toms, grabbed my sunglasses and wallet and walked to Hardy's. I ordered my food and took it to the park and ate.
When I finished, I remembered that my Dad wouldn't come home until tommorow afternoon, and that meant I could go home, get packed, and go meet Trevor at the bridge tonight.
I gathered up my trash and threw it away and ran home so I could pack.
I grabbed boxes from the garage and took them downstairs. I threw all my clothes and shoes into a box, memorables in one, and blankets in the last box. I took my backpack into my bathroom and put my hair stuff, jewlery, and other girl stuff into the bag. I brought out my soccer bag full of food and my backpack near my 3 boxes. I found a cute black purse and put my wallet and sunglasses in it and took it upstairs.
Since I was done packing, I went to Taco Bell for lunch. I bought a 2 soft tacos and a Coke. I took it to go and went back to the park, hoping either Annalise or Sloane was there. Sadly, they weren't. So, I sat under a tree and quietly ate my food. There was something about being at parks with kids that made me feel really happy. It was like being at parks made my depression and anxiety go away.
After about an hour, I walked around the block a few times. I stopped at Marie's old house. People never realized how much I missed her. I started walking again, but this time I felt like someone was following me. I shook of the feeling and kept walking. The feeling stayed with me all the way to the end of the street. I ran inside my house and set a timer. I took the timer with me and headed downstairs. I took a nap.
The alarm woke me up at 10:50. I set it 30 minutes early, so I would have time to get to the bridge.
I grabbed my bags and boxes and walked down to the bridge. You would be quiet suprised when I tell you it's hard to carry 3 boxes, a soccer bag, a backpack, and a purse 5 miles. Without any help.
I finally made it to the head of the bridge and sat my stuff down under a tree. I sat next to my stuff waiting for Trevor and Ricky to come.
Finally, I saw Ricky's car coming.
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He Saved Me (Trevor Moran Fanfic)
Fanfiction"He really likes you." Bailey said. I looked at her. "How do you know?" I said. "He has never looked at someone like the way he looks at you." Bailey said.
