The beginning

Box it up

I pulled up on the gravel driveway.

I then took a minute to take in all the memories.

I walked up to the kitchen door and unlocked it and walked in.

I hung up my blue sweater with the buttons and matching purse letting my braid hit my back.

"Screw it." I said and I untied the braid and let my hair down to its natural self.

I walked up the carpeted stairs to my lonely bedroom.

I looked around and it was covered with trophies and ribbons that didn't matter.

I didn't give a crap about a damn trophy.

I pulled a cardboard box open and threw in all of the crap awards like best dressed or 3rd grade spelling bee, I only kept the high school important ones up.

You know in case college and crap.

Then I saw a picture of Toby and I.

I smiled but then came to tears.

I walked over to my dresser.

Toby always kept a stash of clothes here in case he spent the night then I found it.

The blue long sleeve tee shirt.

I slipped my tank top over my head and switched out with Toby's shirt.

I looked through all of Toby's things that he had left here.

What it's my room and he probably will never come back here so what!

Nothing much really just clothes and some change that was left in his pockets.

Gosh I told him to stop doing that but he never listens.

Does he want to kill the washer and dryer?

"Ugh I need coffee." I put on a over sized sweat shirt over Toby shirt so nobody would notice that I was wearing it and it was cold outside anyway.

I hopped into my car and drove to the brew.

Completely forgetting Toby lives there.

I drove down to the brew and ordered my usual coffee.

I paid the cashier and turned around and saw Toby directly behind me.

"Oh sorry." I said.

"Yea." He said moving past me quickly.

Well at least we were being nice to each other now NOT!

I just rolled my eyes and sat down at an empty table.

"Oh Spencer?" I looked up and couldn't believe who was talking to me.

Oh crap!
Who's talking to her?
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