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Baby, It's Valentines Day
Chapter 8
The next morning I drove home in silence. We dropped Martial off on the way and told him to come back tomorrow. Things have changed. Even if Adam doesn't know what happened last night, I can still sense that he knows I know. But I feel like theres more. When we get home, I park the truck and grab my stuff. I need to take a shower. I walk to my bathroom and start my shower. 30 minutes later, I feel better. I leave my wavy hair down, pull on some university pants and a soccer club shirt. I grab my slippers and a warm blanket and head downstairs to watch tv. When I finally get comfortable on the couch, watching degrassi, Adam comes down. "Wanna order in?" He asks from the top of the stairs. "Yeah, I guess. Nobody delivers, will you go get it?" I ask with my puppy dog voice. "Course lilypad, anything for you." I will take advantage of that, I think quietly to myself. Haha. After a full show of degrassi and a couple shows of teen mom, Adam is finally back with the food, but he brought Caleb home too. "Hey, Lily." He says, runing over to meet me halfway to the kitchen. He picked me up and spun me around and then topped it off with a kiss on the mouth. He wasn't my boyfriend, not even close, but we've been trying to perfect that routine for like, 4 years, and he always takes any chance he can get to 'miss' and kiss me, I don't mind though. And Adam has learned to let it slide. I grab a box of noodles and an egg roll. I take some chopsticks and head back to my comfortable couch. Well, it was comfortable. "Hey, mind if we watch?" Adam says, cuddling up next to me. Something feels wrong now that I know he loves me. Its not that I might not feel the same way, but I might not feel the same way. And the fact that I've been letting things like this slide without realizing what they really mean to him scares me. I scooch away. He scooches closer. I cringe and get up. "What the hell Lily?" He asks through a mouthful of Low mein. "Its nothing." I just go sit on the recliner. "Do I smell or something?" He asks, sniffing his underarms. The door opens and more guys that aren't from the football team come tumbling in. There are six not including Adam and Caleb. There some guys I've never even met before. They're all yelling and making jokes. They turned my stations to a football game and now they're all yelling and screaming louder. I get up to go to Laura's room. I don't have a tv in my room so she lets me use it when she's not home. Adam's voice stops me. All the other boys quiet down. "Lily, where do you think you're going?" He asks, now eating chicken. All the boys are staring at me. I must look pathetic. I'm wearing my blanket like a cape and I look like a mess. "I'm going to watch the show I was watching before you and your pals interupted." I say. All the boys 'ohh'. Then one says, "Who's this Adam? Girlfriend?" Adam's answer was pathetic. He looked me right in the eye. "You bet." He walked over to me and pulled me closer, and kissed me. There was a lot of emotion in that kiss. I kissed him back. But then I stopped, and did the best thing I could have possibly done. I ran up the stairs, grabbed my keys, shoved past Adam, and drove to Martials.

 
 
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Baby, It's Valentines Day
Chapter 7
When we reach the hotel and finally get checked in, we both seem to need time to process. My mother? The woman who barely pecked Peter on their wedding day and the most affection she'll show towards him is a hug or holding hand? Adam and I have done more than that. In the eigth grade, he started acting funny. I thought our friendship was ending, but I didn't want to say anything to my mother about it because then she wouldn't let me move in, she'd make me leave with her and Peter. But when I was finally settling in, Adam cornered me one night and kissed me. I didn't stop him. But it never happened again. In fact, I don''t think either one of us ever mentioned it or talked about it. We just acted as though it never happened. Oh, well. I loved Adam, but I was still confused as to what type of love. I undid the buttons on my shirt and pulled it off. I know I was only wearing a bra, but who cares. Its just Adam and its not like he's never seen me in a bikini so whats the difference? I walk over to the suitcases and find his. He always packs extra clothes for me, that trend started when we were in the ninth grade. I had permanantly been at Laura's for about a year, and my first boyfriend had just broke up with me after confessing he had been cheating on me for three months. I skipped four practices., ate two gallons of ice cream, and listened to Taylor Swift on a loop. Adam found out from a frend after trying to coax it out of me for three weeks. He beat the crap out of Bradley, my ex boyfriend. Then one night, he told me that when he's not around, or when I don't feel like talking, or if I just feel like crap, that his sweats where the closest thing i could get to being wrapped up in his arms without being in thm at all. And thats when his woardrobe became mine. I pulled on a soft American Eagle t-shirt he had that had a V-neck. I pulled off my pants and tugged on a pair of my own loose, soft jean shorts. I laid on the bed as Adam stared at me. I stayed silently until Adam came over and laid down next to me. I transitioned side ways and laid my head on his chest. He braided my hair. Just like his mom. I don't know when I started crying, but I remember Adam cooing me to silence, rubbing my back, kissing my forhead, and coddling me until I shut up. Our phones wrang non stop, until we both caved and shut them off. We were eating ice chips and watching netflix on my laptop when a knock was on the door. I got up to get it when Adam jumped up, grabbed me from behind and threw me over his shoulder back on the bed. Dang. He answered the door. My mother. His smile faded and she came in. We cried, we agreed, we planned. Adam cried, they hugged, they talked in private, she left. She gave me a choice. I could come up every weekend like I'd lways done  or if I prefered, I could come up solely on school holidays and long weekends. The second is the one I plan to do, and she said Adam always had to come with me. He agreed. Adam and I went back to silence, and we slept through the night snuggled up together on the bed. In the morning, I woke up tangled in Adam. I got out and walked over to our stuff. I stripped my clothing and re-dressed into shorts, uggs, and a long sleeve, plain black shirt. When Adam wakes up he gets dressed, rebraids my hair for me, and we're on the road headed home. We don't talk, but I drift in and out of sleep for the next two hours, and when I finally wake up, we're pulling into Laura's driveway. She's at work until one in the morning so the only one in the house is Martial. I get my keys from him, grab some cash from my room, a blanket and a pillow, and I snag the boys. I instruct them to grab the same things minus the cash and keys. We all hop in my truck and I drive for what feels like two hours until we reach our detination. The field my mother took me to when I was in the tenth grade to tell me Peter and her were getting married. We layed in the back of her old pick up and watched the stars until we both decided to go home. I picked up some soda's and sandwhiches on the way so we could sleep out. Adam left Laura a voicemail. The night went well, sleeping under the stars, until I woke  up to Adam, yelling at Martial for getting too close to me while I was sleeping. And then he said it. He spoke those words neither of us had the courage to say for the past four years. "I love her. I'm going to marry this girl Martial. I need to. You know that." And then I heard the unexpected from Martial. "Yeah well you may love Lily, but you're not the only one Adam. You can't call dibs on a girl like Lily." And then Adam cried. And Martial did too. Maybe because they both know who would win in the end?

 
 
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Sorry the last chapter I put up was Chapter 5, I forgot to rename it. Love you guys<3
Baby, It's Valentines Day
Chapter 6

Adam dropped all the bags. Who were these people? And why was my mother, my MOTHER, pregnant? Or extra fat with an extra round belly. I don't know when my mouth fell open but I just realized and quickly shut it. Adam did the same, intensley staring at me, fire in his eyes. Adam wasn't just protective over me, it was every girl in the family, which was all of us. He once punched Peter, my step dad, in the face for telling my mom to hurry up with dinner. My mothers smiling fades quickly when she see's the rage in our eyes. Then I feel Adam grabbing my arm, dragging me out the door, our bags in hand. He throws them back in the truck, deposits me in the front seat, and drives away from the upset faces staring at us from the driveway. "What the hell was that Lily!?" He yells. "You think I knew about this? You think this is something I would keep from you?" I scoff. He runs his fingers through his hair and pulls over. "Look, I know you didn't know. Its obvious, you were just as shocked by this as I was." He sits and sighs for a few more minutes. My phone is buzzing constantly in my hand but I ignore it. My mother? My 32 year old mother, pregnant? Huh. Like she wouldn't have told me. And those other kids? Peter's kids. How were they never around before? I must have been here a thousand times, never seen any of their rooms, and I've never seen any pictures or heard anything about them. How is it possible that my mother hid this pregnancy from me, I was just there two weekends ago? "Adam I need you to take me back." I say, quietly, maybe I shouldn't have said it at all. "Did my mom know?" He says quickly and loudly, then he slams the steering wheel, turns the truck on, and drives back into my mothers driveway. We get out and walk back into the house and see my mother, her head down on the table, eyes puffy and red with a few tears slipping down her cheeks. Peter is consolling her. My god do I hate Peter. Adam grips my hand tightly. He must hate him too. We stand there. When my mother picks up her head she quickly stands and grabs the both of us into a hug. We stand stiffly showing no emotions back, but he grips my hand tighter and doesn't let go through the whole thing. "Adam, Lily, I'm so sorry." She says wiping more tears. I feel a firey emotion towards her, no sympathy. How could you keep this from your only daughter? "How could you?" I say quietly. I have everyones attention, the boy, the girl, Peter, my mother. She struggles to say words. Then Peter starts. "Lily, please. Enough with the drama works." Adam takes a step forward and Peter flinches. Adam is big, Peter is a mesely doctor with no muscle and nerdy big glasses. I have no clue why my mother likes him. "Okay, Lily, I was going to tell you last weekend. But you had a lot going on and you didn't come down so I was going to wait for this weekend. But I started to show, aha, a lot over the past two weeks. It's still early but I am showing really bad, which is normal over this time in the pregnancy. I'm so sorry." She says touching my arm. I throw my hand back. "Does Laura know." I ask, no emotion in my face or voice. "Yes. I told her before Peter." She says quietly. "And who are these people?" I ask, looking at the snobby faced girl and the suspicious looking boy. "They're Peters kids. They're never here and they just came back from their mothers. This is the first time they've seen Peter in nine years. Thats why you've never heard of them." She looks at the floor. Im disgusted. And broken. "I'm Alex." The girl says, finally smiling, not looking like the biggest jerk I've ever seen. "And I'm Liam." The boy says, also smiling. Adam tenses, intertwines our fingers again, and speaks. "I'm done. Lily and I are resting, and heading home tomorrow. We'll be at a hotel. Say goodbye, you won't be seeing us for a while." I agree. My mother cries, Peter try's to speak but Adam quickly stops that. Alex and Liam say goodbye. We leave.
 
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Baby, It's Valentines Day
Chapter 4
I wake up in my bed, wearing sweatpants and a large Bruins t-shirt. Adams clothes. Then I remember, we were playing soccer, and I passed out. I don't really remember anything in between, and I don't try to. I feel around my bed for my phone. I feel my hair, its braided, not like I had it when I went to sleep. Laura must have been in here. How long have I been out? I finally find my phone setting on my night stand. Its Thursday. I passed out on Tuesday. I've clearly been showered. We had no school Thursday, so Adam or Martial must be here. I close my eyes and open them again to make sure I'm not vivdly dreaming. Nope, this nightmare is real. I was just about to get up when my door opens and a boy with bed head, blood shot eyes and sweat pants wearing mess walks in. He sniffles, and his name is Adam. I smile. He walks up to me, and climbs in under my covers next to me. He wraps himself around me. "Lily I was so scared." He kisses my forhead and plays with my braid. Why am I not at a hospital? I have so many questions. "We got a home doctor after we took you to the ER, they said you'd need to be hospitalized, and we didn't want you to be stuck in a hospital bed. Your mom was going to come down tonight if you couldn't come yourself, but I said if you woke up I'd  drive with you. So now we can go alone, and you can sleep the whole way. I promise I won't play music you don't like, and I'll keep the AC on and the windows rolled up, and I'll clean my truck and I won't do the annoying tapping thing with my steering wheel. I promise. Lily I was so scared." He starts crying again. "Shhh." I say, rubbing his arm under the covers. "Adam, thats okay, I'll go with you and you can roll the windows down, and listen to the radio, and you can even tap. But why did I pass out for so long? Am I going to be okay? When is my doctor getting here?" I ask trying to get him to calm down. He's more emotional then I ever was. "Um, she comes everyday at 5, gives you meds, a shower, and new clothes. But I've been making her give you my sweats, cause you always steal them and I figured they're comfy and I just want you to be okay. And Lily I can't tell you the rest..." His hopefull face somehow dissapears. I shake it out of him. "Adam, please?" I lift myself ontop of him and get really close to his face. This use to work when we were kids. I would put our forheads together, look into his eyes, and tickle his stomach while I had him hypnotized. He finally caved. "Lily you have a disorder where when you're under to much stress you go into a coma state for different amounts of time. You can't play soccer anymore." I  don't know when the tears start I just feel the dampness on my face. Soccer was one of the major reasons I wasn't with my mom right now. It wasn't the only reason but definatly one of the main factors. Adam is hugging me, telling me making myself cry isn't going to help me, and that he was upset about it too, and that he loves me, but nothing was helping. Soccer was what I had all my life. It was my best friend. My heart broke. Five hours later Laura was home, rebraiding my hair, sitting behind me. My doctor was sitting on my bed in front of me, telling me what I could and couldn't do, drink, eat, or even think about. Adam was across the room at my beerow packing my suit case. When something is wrong, Laura braids, thats how I knew she was in my room. When Adam and I were 9, we had an early release day at school, we were riding our bikes down the street, the babysitter was at my moms house watching us, or geting paid to pretend she was watching us, and I had an accident. A car was backing out of a driveway and it hit me on my  bike. Adam picked me up, not even giving my neighbor time to get out of his car, and ran me all the way home. He called 911. When I woke up I was fine, I was just stunned, but Laura had practically given me corn rows, and Adam's eyes were all puffy. Within another hour, Adam and I were on our way. Until we reached downtown Boston, and got stuck in traffic. He was tapping, and let me tell you, that crap, is annoying. I reached over from the passenger seat and lightly smacked his hand, signaling him to stop. He just smiled. "So, where's Martial for the weekend?" I ask. "In my room, I told him he could use your truck since your not aloud to drive. He's paying for gas." I nodded. I trusted Martial. Anyone else from the  football team, probably not. Well, except for Adam  of course. Three more hours went by like that. Adam and I sitting in silence, until we pulled into my mothers driveway. We got out of the car, and Adam took the bags. As we walked through the door, I couldn't believe what I saw. A teenage girl, my age, a boy, looked about fourteen, and a boy that looked about our age, and a baby bump. A baby bump attached to my mother.
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Baby, It's Valentines Day
Chapter 4
Even though I yelled at Adam two hours ago, and he still won't talk to me. I've been stting by his door ever since I got home from dropping the boys off. "Adam, please!" I yelled half sighed. I leaned against the wall, my head in my hands. I wish I had a drink. "Adam, I didn't mean it. I know your like my brother, your suppose to be protective. And whatever else you feel is okay, I don't care. I need you Adam, please." I barely whispered. I guess he heard me. He opened the door and picked me up off the ground. I had tears streaking my cheeks, as he did his. He brought me in his room and sat me down, kissing my forhead. He hugged me tight. "Lily, I love you. You mean so much more to me than you could ever imagine. I'm sorry about Martial. You just, you wouldn't understand okay? Please, don't ask just trust me. I'll go talk to Martial tonight and probably bring him back here. I gotta go." He kisses my forhead one more time then leaves. I get up and head back into my room with my phone. I hear the garage door open and then close. About ten minutes later it goes again. He's home. I go downstairs. Adam and Martial are sitting in the kitchen at the island. "What do you guys want for dinner?" I ask quickly.
Martial gives me a half smile. Somethings wrong. "We don't care Lil, you pick." He says with strain in his voice. He's been crying too. "Lets go." I say, grabbing my keys, wallet, jacket, and pulling on my uggs. I quickly fix my hair while they put on their coats. "Where are we going?" Martial asks. "I don't have any cash on me." He adds. "Chinese." I say, ignoring the money part. Adam holds up his credit card. "Lauras treat." All three of us laugh. We arrived at the chinese place and sit. As we all get comfy in our seats, I realize this is going to be incredibly awkward."Can we, put this whole day behind us." We all nod our heads. "Except for the part when you white washed me. I'll never forget that." I say, making us all laugh a little to lighten the mood. We ate our food in silence and then head back to Adams truck. I offer to sit out back because I'm smaller and I'll fit easier. I lay down in the back seat. "So, Lily, what are we doing when we get home." Adam asks, tapping on his steering wheel. Thats always annoyed me. I glare at him through the mirror and he stops. "I'm going to the basement to make up for that lost practice." I say quickly. "Cool, we'll join. Kind of sick of non stop COD." Adam says. Martial shakes his head in a agreement. We park the truck in the garage and head upstairs. I change into short spandex shorts and a sports bra. I pull my hair into a tight pony, pull on my cleats, grab a gatorade and head to the basment. The basement is huge, bigger than a soccer field. Theres turf on the floor and a net on both ends, making it an actual practice field for both Adam and I. The goal posts for him are behind my nets. I start with some dribbling, then running, then running with the ball, then intense shooting. Towards the end I make Martial and Adam play offense on me so I can practice defending, since I'm a defender. Then we switch rolls because I need to practice both either way. The part of the night I can't figure out is why Adam wouldn't want me to be happy even if Martial and I were together? Martial hasn't smiled nearly at all since he came back. What did Adam say to him? Why was it so important he stays away form me? I pass out. 
 
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Baby, It's Valentines Day
Chapter 3
Eventually, after about 6 hours, I convinced Adam to come back inside. I was freezing. The first thing I did when I walked in the house was strip off my clothes. I wasn't worried about the boys seeing, I was wearing undergarments but I was too freezing to care. After I took everything off, I walked over to the couch, grabbed a soft, warm blanket, and walked to my room, shivering. I pulled on a pair of Adam's sweatpants I had stolen for soccer practice one day, that had been permanantly mine now, and one of his big, baggy sweatshirts. I know sometimes it kind of seems like Adam and I are a couple, but I promise we're not. We've been practically sibblings since we were born, doing literally everything together. That creates a bond like no other. After I was done dressing I grabbed my phone, put my hair in a messy bun, and put on my ugg slippers, heading back downstairs. I had been texting my moms boyfriend Peter about when to pick me up at the bus stations Thursday night, we weren't having school on Friday, so I got an extra day with my mom. 
Peter: Is Adam coming this weekend? Your mother misses him.
Me: I have no clue. Do you need to know right now?
Peter: Yes, we need to know so we can make sure Laura leaves him his pass. You know how she works all the time.
Me: Okay, hold on.
Adam and I both have boarding passes for the Greyhound bus, considering we both ride it so much.
I went back upstairs and knocked on Adam's door. "Are you coming with me to my moms this weekend?" I asked him. "I need to know. Like, now." I said, all the boys looking at Adam, also waiting for his answer. "Um. Yeah I guess." He said, going back to his video game. "Okay.." I said slowly, backing out of his doorway.
Me: Yeah. He is. Text Laura she'll leave it on my bereau.
I was on my way down the stairs when Martial came up behind me. "Lily. Lets hang out. I'm not feeling the video games today." He said. I shrugged. "I'm not doing anything interesting. I'm probably just going to watch a marathon of Teem Mom." I said. Why does he want to spend so much time with me lately? We both walked down to the living room and turned on MTV. We sat there for two hours and then eventually, before I even knew it, we were cuddling, and I was falling asleep on his shoulder.
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I woke up to yelling. But I pretended I didn't. "Dude, really?!" Adam screemed. At Martial? No, couldn't be. But I was so wrong. "Adam, it's not what it looks like." Martial said in defense. "Well it looks like you're cuddling with Lily." He yelled, sounding more upset than anything. "Adam, she fell asleep, what was I suppose to do, get up and leave?" He said, sounding like he might cry. "Yes. I can't believe you. Just leave. I'll tell Lily you had to go, just please dude, get out." Adam pleaded. Why was he being so mean? Why did he care? Something weird was going on here, but I wasn't about to say anything. Martial slowly got up, trying not to wake me. Too Late. I stood up and looked at Adam. "Whats your problem!" I yelled. Martial's mouth fell open. "Lil-" Adam tried to say. "NO. Don't 'Oh, Lily' me. I'm done. Nothing was going on. What is your problem? Your not my boyfriend, your not even my brother! You're just somebody I'm forced to live with because I have to finish school!" I screamed, regretting the words as they slipped out. Adam was hurt. I saw a tear roll down his cheek. "Adam.." I said as he walked up the stairs, trying to be tough. All the boys were downstairs. "Come on." I said, grabbing my keys off the hook by the door. "I'll give you guys rides home. Get your things." They all walked around collecting their jackets and shoes. Not saying a word. They all squeezed into my truck, not saying anything about the facts that I was smushing 12 football players in a six person truck. It took me about an hour to drop them all off and drive back home. I needed to talk to Adam.

 
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Baby, It's Valentines Day
Chapter 2
Dale laughs at me from behind the burger shack counter. Adam pulled me into a booth, and Martial slid in after us, trapping me. "Dale!" I yelled, putting up my hand. "Mint tea" Then I put my hand down. I leave my own box of tea here, and because its the only burger shack for miles, they offer to make it for me for only 50 cents. Adam has Carter go up to the counter and get everyones orders, and then we're all here, extra quiet. "So, Lily, who are you dating?" Carter asks, and the rest of the boys go quiet. Really? "Uh, nobody." I say, kind of smiling. Its clearly not what thye wanted to hear. They all looked bored. "But you're so hot!" Carter screams. I laugh. "Yeah, I know." I smile. Its not that I don't want a boyfriend. But I've always had this specific thing I'm looking for, and I don't even know what to call it. I shrug and grab my tea that Dale just brugh over. As they all eat their burgers as I pick at a few french fries. Soon enough, we're all back in my truck, and Adam's crew is in his. I drop off all the boys at my house, Adam told me we're all having a sleepover. As we get in, we all run up the stairs. As we get to the landing, Adam is standing there with all his friends, dead silent. "Adam, whats wr-" I stop. Laura. "I was worried sick!" She screams. Everyone was silent. You could hear a pin drop. "Mom, we went to the burger shack, its Sunday they're open late, we just wanted to hang out. I should have called you. I'm so sorry." He walks over and gives Laura a hug. He could play her like a violin. "Lily, I expected at least you to call me." She shrugged at me. "I would have. I thought I was just giving the boys a ride but, apparently I was staying for everything." I frowned. I hated when Laura was dissapointed. She was such a nice lady, it took a lot to make her mad, unlike my mother. "Its alright baby. Don't be too loud boys. Get some sleep, you guys won't have school in the morning, so don't set alarms. Love you." She said while walking up her stairs, and shutting her door on the landing, then shutting her bedroom door. We could have a party down here, and she would never know. The boys all went into Adam's room, and I went in mine. "Night Lily." Adam said, kissing my forhead, like he did every night. I smiled at him. "Night." I went into my room and flopped on my bed, almost instantly falling asleep, leaving the light on. I woke up to a bunch of whispers. "Guys, we can't wake her up. She'll get seriously mad at me." I heard Adams voice. Did they seriously think they were being quiet? I pretended I was still asleep. Was that Martial? I saw him out of the corner of my eye, going through my drawer. "Does she have like, no snow stuff?" Carter. I could tell. "No, she has a lot of snow stuff, I make her go out there with me and sled and have snow ball fights like, 3 times a winter season." Adam, that little jerk. P.s. guys, my snow stuff is in the downstairs closet. Duh. I laughed a little. Oops! Adam came over to me. "Hey! We thought you were sleeping. You could help us out you know that right Lilypad!" He said, laying next to me, tazing my sides. I laughed. "Its in the downstairs closet! Mercy!" I yelled, jumping trying not to let him taze me while laughing hysterically. They laughed and he kissed my cheek. "Thanks doll." Then they all ran downstairs. I decided since I was awake, I wasn't really going to stay in my room on a snow day, so I went downstairs and to the kitchen. I opened the fridge and looked inside. What is breakfast food? I looked around some more, and settled for an OJ and some fruit. As I shut the fridge Adam was standing there with Martial and Carter. "What." I asked, sipping some OJ. "How about a snow ball fight." Martial asked. Adam smiled and so did Carter. "One...two...GO!" They grabbed me again, this was getting old.
 
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Baby, It's Valentines Day
Chapter 1
I wanted to kill him. "Adam, get the he*l out of my room!" I said, smashing his face with a pillow, while texting with my other hand. "Ow. And NO." He yelled, smiling, and trying his best to annoy me. "At least get out of my space! God I just want to text in peace." I said, a little over exagerated. "Ugh. Whatever drama queen. See ya." He got up, leaving my room. "Shut the door!" I yelled, but of course, he left it just to annoy me. God, I swear sometimes he's just like a little kid. Just as I was about to get started on some Algebra, Adam came back in. "So, Lilypad, would you be willing to umm, drive some of my friends to the burger shack, cause I can't fit them in my truck?" He pleaded, tapping on my door frame. Ugh. "When?" I asked, annoyed. He smiled. "How about, 12:30?" My jaw dropped. "At night? Adam, I have homework to do, and I need to make up for Saturdays soccer practice, and I need to take my truck for an oil change." I looked at him, hoping he would change his plans. He stood up on my bed, and jumped, begging me. "Please, please, please, please!" Ugh. "Fine." The time flew by. I wasn't able to make up my soccer practice, but I'll just do a double tomorrow after school. Soon enough, Adam came knocking at my door. "Lilypad, time to go." He knocked, but came in before I said it was okay anyways. I jumped up and pulled on my uggs. I grabbed my keys and my phone. "So, who am I picking up?" I sighed. Adam was our school's quarterback. We didn't exactly live in a rich town, so most of the other football players didn't have cars, and didn't really live in nice places, so our house was kind of the sh*t. And Laura never came home before one in the morning, unless it was a Friday night, so we could pretty much have whoever we wanted over. Adam gave me my list of peole, and I hopped in my truck. On my way to pick up Caleb, Carter, Tyler, Adam G, and Marcus, I saw Martial walking on the road, another one I was suppose to pick up. I pulled over. "Martial, get in." He looked at me and smiled. He hopped in the passenger seat, knowing I wouldn't mind him sitting near me. "You doing rides for Adam again Lily?" He asked. "Yeah, he couldn't fit you all. Like always. I don't know why he doesn't just sell his truck and by a cooler, bigger car." I shrugged. "Dominance." He said, and then we both shurgged. I didn't ask Martial why he was walking and not just waiting for me on the front steps. He's had a rough life. His moms a drunk and his dad abandoned him, football scholarship is his only chance. I've always liked Martial. He was Adam's orginal best friend. Nobody else could compare to Martial when it came to Adam's friends. Not that they weren't all good people, but some of them were more ignorant than others, but I never had a problem with any of the boys. They were like family. I picked up all the boys, and drove to the burger shack. In Adam's truck, the boys were roudy, but with me and my vanilla scented air freshener and clean tidy floors and seats, they were polite and respectful, saying their pleases and thank you's, because they know I wouldn't tolerate much else. "Thank you Lily" I heard about six of those, and then they were out. I was just about to back up, when Adam and Martial were stand in front of my window, tapping on the glass. I rolled my window down. "Come on in Lil, we want to hang out." I half smiled. "Thanks, guys. I don't know, I think I just want to go home and sleep." Adam frowned and Martial did too. I felt bad. "Please Lily. Shut off the truck for a sec, I think that guy forgot to do something to your gas tank, you might want to get out. Quick!" That made me nervous and I obeyed. I shut the truck off and jumoed out next to Adam and Martial. They both smiled in a disturbing way. "one...two...GO!" Adam grabbed my arms and Martial grabbed my legs and they ran with me into the burger shack, and just like that, I was being forced to hang out with the varsity football team.
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Baby, It's Valentines Day
Prologue
I walked home from the bus stop, walking up to the huge, white house with the bright red door and black shutters. It was Saturday night, the night I came back from my moms house on a Greyhound bus every weekend. It was late, so when I unlocked the door, I quietly crept up one set of stairs, and then another, going in my room and quietly shutting the door. I took a deep breath. I've been doing that every Saturday night for five years, and I still can't get over the fear of waking up Laura. Laura is my moms best friend since high school. In highschool, my mother, June, and Laura got pregnant. When both of the dads bailed, they teamed up. When Adam and I were born, (Adam happens to be my best friend) our parents payed for a shared day care service for the both of us. They finished high school, and even went to college. Now, my mother is a great neuro surgeon, wanted at many hospitals. Adam's mom, and my other mom as I call her, is a great lawyer, who in the past few years, has broke through some really great cases. Lets just say, our parents have a lot of money, and only two kids to share it with. Five years ago, in eigth grade, Laura made me a room at her house. She has exactly three huge bedrooms, and only her and Adam to share them with. Each bedroom had there own bathroom. The third floor is Lauras, the second is Adams and mine, the first is filled with the mud room, the kitchen, and the living room, and the basement is a giant gym. Anyways, when I was a freshman, my mom was wanted at a childrens hospital in New York, and she couldn't take me away from Adam, we'd been best friends since we were babies, so she lets me live with Laura in agreement that I come home every friday night, which is only a five hour ride away from home, but I have to be back late Saturday night, so I can be home Sunday to relax and do homework. Most kids would say they'd get home sick, miss their parents, want to be somewhere else after a while, and isn't it awkward to live with people that aren't your family? But it never was awkward, and I never got homesick, until about three months ago...
 
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