Chapter Eleven Soon...

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Quick Note: Meh, I am unsure about this one. I know what I was trying to do, but not sure if it came out right or easily understood. Going to post it after I proof it either way and see what you all think. I am being very critical of myself today. Been an odd one, but I wanted to move this story along. Thank you all for reading and let me know what you think. I am naturally nervous as well when I write male POV, never fails haha. I just don't think its my best but that is why this is a first draft. Love you guys! Oh also, the song I chose is 'All of You' by Don Felder. I love classic rock so even someone my age technically shouldn't know this song and that its on the Heavy Metal movie soundtrack. Nose Dive! < Will only get that if you have seen the movie hehehe. But the song fits for I think Shane's mood, if you go and listen to it after reading this.

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Shane’s POV

I checked my phone for probably the fifth time this morning. It was an excuse to look and see if Casey called or texted. She said her week would be busy, and it was since I hadn’t heard from her for two days, but I couldn’t help it. Besides waiting for a call from my trainer, I hoped I’d hear from her.

“Heather and I are leaving now….”

“Hmm…?”

“The Garden Party,” Erin scoffed. “My aunt invited me, remember.”

“Oh, right…. Sorry, just can’t picture Heather enjoying herself at one of those,” I snorted. Erin smacked the back of my head playfully as she went by. “You know I could put you under in ten seconds right?” I threatened halfheartedly.

“Yeah, but you won’t.” Erin grinned at me and kissed my cheek.

“What was that for?”

“I don’t say it much, but I am grateful for your friendship all these years.”

“I know,” I smiled and my thoughts strayed to what I was keeping to myself.

“Something’s different….” Erin grabbed my chin forcing me to look at her for a moment. I flicked her hand away when all she did was stare at me.

“You’re happy,” she gasped. “Have you met someone?” Her face lit up with joy. I liked when she looked genuinely happy. So much lately has been just a show.

“You know, you and Bethany have more in common than you think… maybe. Doesn’t matter.” I shook my head waving her off. They were the only two to guess the same thing without me actually saying anything.

Erin made a gagging noise at the mention of my sister. “Who is she?” What does she look like?” And she exploded with questions pouring out of her like a kid that just cracked the piñata open.

“I’m not telling you. Because of the situation, we’ve agreed to keep things discreet.”

“You told this woman?” That shut her up.

“No. Not all of it, basics.” I’ve never lied to Erin before and oddly, I hardly felt guilty for it now because of the circumstances.

I stood one handed to put my lunch dishes in the sink. My arm was in the sling whenever I was at home and not doing any strenuous physical activity. I was saved by the bell, literally, when my phone began to ring which kept Erin from bothering me further.

“It’s Darren,” I said.

“Alright,” Erin pouted. “I have to go anyway. But this…” she mouthed the rest of her sentence as I answered the phone. “Isn’t over.” I nodded rolling my eyes as she hastily grabbed her things and left. I followed her out and stood in the front yard as she left and Darren spoke.

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