Gills

Gills- Chapter Three

Hey! I hope you guys like this story! If you don't, it's gonna get better, I promise, so bear with me! This chap is short, as it is a filler, but I'll upload the next chapter straight away!

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And so life goes on.

It turns out that Luke is enrolled in my school, so I see him everyday, in most of my classes. We also see each other most days after school, too. We became friends, really good friends. I liked that. I used to have friends, but after I changed, you know what I mean, we just... I don't know, just drifted apart, I guess. I couldn't confide in them anymore, couldn't tell them anything. There was a big risk that I would let slip of what I could do. In return, they didn't tell me anything about them, and they stared to ignore me. I didn't mind. I was better on my own.

But with Luke, that didn't matter. I still had to be careful, obviously, but it was different. Luke knows something is up, something different, but he doesn't care, he doesn't probe me, doesn't try to find out. He just lets me be me.

I feel that I can trust him.

I learn a lot about him.

He's 17, which is nearly a year older than me.

He has a little sister, Jemma, who is five years old.

He lives with Jemma, his mom, and his step-dad.

He doesn't see his real dad that much, just on vacation, sometimes. His dad is british, which explains his slight, but adorable, accent.

He's a grade-A student, but he isn't fussed about it.

He likes dogs, and his favourite colour is pink.

I can go on for hours, but I don't want to bore you.

Luke knows stuff about me, too. Not everything, but a lot. More than most people. Actually, scrap that. More than anyone.

He's changing me.

I used to be this shy, secretive girl, who didn't trust anyone. Well, I'm still like that, kind of, but I'm getting better.

I'm opening up to him, letting him see me, the real me. I trust him so much, I really do.

I know that I haven't known him long, little over a month, but I trust him more than anyone else I know.

And that scares me, it really does.

I spend more time with my family now. I used to lock myself in my room, away from them.

Not anymore.

I spend a lot of time with my little 9 year old brothers, Fred and Tom, usually playing video games.

My dad is a work-addict, so I never saw him before, anyway, so nothings changed there.

I spend more time with my mother, talking about girly things. I'm not a very girly girl, unlike my mother, who won't go swimming because she hates to mess up her hair and make-up.

Anyway, there we went, plodding through life, everyday the same, everything humane.

Well, it was, anyway.

Not anymore.

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