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"Do you want to go for a walk?" he asked.
"You came all the way down here just to take a walk with me?" I asked.
"I guess," he said.
"Hold on one second," I said.
I left the door slightly open, and peeked into Max's room.
He was sound asleep. I closed Max's door and opened the front door.
I smiled at him.
"Sure," I agreed. "Let's go."
"And he yells at me all the time. Not lately, because I've been trying really hard with my grades, but still," Dominic said. "He's a real pain."
"I don't really know my dad," I said. "I thought it did, once, but then he left again."
"I'm so sorry," he said.
"Eh," I shrugged. "I'm used to it."
I felt myself shiver and I looked around at the Raleigh scenery. It was beautiful, and I could never get enough. It was one very few good parts of living where I did. No matter what part of town you were in, the natural scenery was always great.
"You cold?" he asked.
"A little," I said smiling.
Dominic shrugged out of his black leather jacket and handed it to me. I put it on, and it drowned me along with the husky scent of him. It fell below my shorts. I shoved the sleeves up, attempting to put my hands back in my pockets, but failing.
He chuckled, looking at me. I rolled my eyes.
"So what's new?" I asked.
"Well, I went to a party tonight," he said. "But left after like half an hour."
"Why'd you leave?" I asked, genuinly curious.
"Because I realized I was sick of always being where I didn't want to be," he said. "If that makes any sense."
"It does," I said. "What triggered it?"
"Lauren," he said, seeming ashamed.
I tried to supress the stab of jealousy.
"What'd she do?" I asked.
"Nothing really," he said, starting to get uncomfortable.
As hard as it was, I let it go, despite my curiosity.
"So now you're here with me," I said.
"I'm sick of hanging out with people who pretend to know me," he said.
"And I know you?" I asked teasingly.
"Better than most," he said, grinning.
"And we just met last week," I said.
"Well, we hung out every day," Dominic said, defensive.
"If you consider working on a project for a psychotic teacher every FEW days, and small talk in class," I said.
"And the party! Don't forget the party," he said.
There was a long silence between us.
"Way to make things awkward, Dominic," I smiled.
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Losing ControlTeen Fiction
Riannan's life was spent watching her five year old brother since her mother was too busy passing out at bars and hooking up with twenty-year olds to do it herself. Living in a run down apartment and working two jobs to stay there was hard work for...