May 9th
"Is that you, Vivien?" I asked.
"Depends who's asking," replied Vivien.
"Remember me from Freshman year," I said.
She was taking a close look at me and then said, "How could I forget you."
Vivien and I were close friends until she moved at the end of freshman year. She only lives a few miles away, but we haven't talked since she left.
"What are you doing in Reeds Hill?" I questioned.
"We just moved back here 2 days ago actually," She answered.
"Wait really?" I questioned in shock.
"Yeah, my mom isn't really a big fan of the school district," replied Vivien.
"Will you be moving back into your old house?" I asked.
"Yeah," said Vivien.
I didn't really know what to talk to her about since she ghosted me for almost 3 years. I missed her, but to be honest I kind of forgot about her.
"How's Kahlil?" She asked, finally breaking the silence.
"He's cute," I said.
Did I seriously say that out loud?
"I mean he's fine," I said awkwardly.
I could tell she was holding in laughter.
"So you still have a crush on him," She chuckled.
"Yeah," I said.
"Why don't you just tell him?" asked Vivien, "It's been 4 years since you started to like him."
"I'm just nervous that he will-"
"Reject you?" She said cutting me off.
"Yeah," I said.
"You don't know he will until you tell him," said Vivien.
"Yeah, but why would he like me back?" I asked.
"If he didn't like you back, why would he hang out with you outside of therapy?" She questioned with a small smile.
"I don't know," I sighed.
"What's not to like?" smiled Vivien.
"Many things," I sighed, frowning.
"Such as?" She questioned.
I didn't answer. I couldn't think of a single reason.
"See, you don't even know yourself," said Vivien.
"Yeah, I guess," I replied.
"How about we go to McDonald's like old times?" suggested Vivien with a smile.
"Sure," I said.
"Wait, do you still work there?" She asked me.
"No, I work at Target," I said.
We began to walk in the direction of McDonald's.
"That's an odd job for you," responded Vivien.
"Why?" I questioned.
"I just know you don't like talking to strangers," answered Vivien.
"I'm a stocker," I confirmed.
"Oh okay, that makes a lot more sense," She said.
I didn't actually want to go to McDonald's since it was getting dark and it was a quite long walk. I had no one to protect me. In case I got hurt. The McDonald's is also old looking. There is graffiti on the sides. Men hang around the corners. What's even worse is that last time I went out at night. I assaulted a gang member.
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Fantasy18 year old Lola Brown only knows one thing for sure: that her life is a disaster. Everything feels like it's falling apart. One day she begins to have nightmares about her murdered father, but soon realizes it's a sign that something big was coming...