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SO. I feel really bad. I haven't posted in forever and I was re-reading some old chapters and realized I've been letting a lot of typo's slip through. NO BEUNO! I was seriously depressed for a while….losing your best friend in the whole world is not easy. I wasn’t functioning well for about a month, and I realized that wasn’t healthy. So! I decided to move on and get back on track with lifeee (: I don’t know when the next chapter will be up, but I promise it will be very soon! LEAVE SOME FEEDBACK!! I need your opinion on where the story should gooo from here:)
SO. I feel really bad. I haven't posted in forever and I was re-reading some old chapters and realized I've been letting a lot of typo's slip through. NO BEUNO! I was seriously depressed for a while….losing your best friend in the whole world is not easy. I wasn’t functioning well for about a month, and I realized that wasn’t healthy. So! I decided to move on and get back on track with lifeee (: I don’t know when the next chapter will be up, but I promise it will be very soon! LEAVE SOME FEEDBACK!! I need your opinion on where the story should gooo from here:)
for the first time
chapter 23
Kameron’s POV:
I held the curling iron in my hair but a good distance
from my face as I didn’t want to burn myself.
Again.
I glanced at the clock and noticed it was a quarter to 12.
“Aw crap,” I mumbled, yanking the curling iron out of my hair and switching it off. I ran my fingers through my hair once before spraying a decent amount of hair spray on it.
Satisfied, I ran out into my room to get dressed.
I stood in front of my dresser looking for a pair of jeans when I heard somone clear their throat.
“Uh, hey there.” Someone said.
I spun around to find Andrew leaning against my doorway, trying hard not to laugh. I smiled, but my facial expression quickly changed to horror as I realized why he was laughing.
I ducked down next to my bed trying to hide the fact that I wasn’t wearing pants, but the damage had been done.
He burst out laughing, clutching his stomach.
“You’re face! You should’ve seen you’re fac - oh my goodness.
You’re turning so red! Oh lord…” he chuckled.
I glared at him. “There’s this new thing. It’s called – uh – KNOCKING!” I said, still blushing.
“Why don’t I go wait out in the living room? Take all the time you need.” He said still laughing as he disaperead down the hallway.
I sighed and threw on the first jeans I found along with the top and accessories I had already picked out.
http://www.polyvore.com/kameron/set?id=40713789
I took one last glance in the mirror before sighing.
I looked nothing like the girls Andrew usually dated, but oh well.
I headed out and down the hallway to meet Andrew, but only found my brother.
“Where’d Andrew go?” I asked.
“Who? Oh, Andrew. He’s waiting in the car.” He mumbled.
I smiled, “Okay. I’ll be back later!” I called as I walked out the door.
Andrew was waiting for me, leaning against the passenger door.
He smiled, as I got closer. “Why do you always look so good? It should be illegal to look that hot.”
I blushed, “Oh stop it.”
He laughed and held the door open as I got in the car.
“Where are we going today?” I asked as he started driving down my street.
“Hmmm…I was thinking we should go out to lunch. Does Bucca sound good?”
I blushed, “Bucca’s really expensive, Andrew. We don’t have to go there.”
“I want to. Besides, we only have one more day left of spring break. We need to celebrate.”
I laughed, “Well, if you’re sure…”
“I am.” He said confidently.
I looked at him and smiled to myself.
I could tell Andrew was focusing on what he wanted to talk to me about because he was staring out the windshield and had forgotten
to change his radio station from old country music to modern day crap.
I started humming along to an old Johnny Cash song when he finally noticed
And sheepishly changed the station.
“Sorry,” he mumbled. “I’m just lost in thought…”
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chapter 23
Kameron’s POV:
I held the curling iron in my hair but a good distance
from my face as I didn’t want to burn myself.
Again.
I glanced at the clock and noticed it was a quarter to 12.
“Aw crap,” I mumbled, yanking the curling iron out of my hair and switching it off. I ran my fingers through my hair once before spraying a decent amount of hair spray on it.
Satisfied, I ran out into my room to get dressed.
I stood in front of my dresser looking for a pair of jeans when I heard somone clear their throat.
“Uh, hey there.” Someone said.
I spun around to find Andrew leaning against my doorway, trying hard not to laugh. I smiled, but my facial expression quickly changed to horror as I realized why he was laughing.
I ducked down next to my bed trying to hide the fact that I wasn’t wearing pants, but the damage had been done.
He burst out laughing, clutching his stomach.
“You’re face! You should’ve seen you’re fac - oh my goodness.
You’re turning so red! Oh lord…” he chuckled.
I glared at him. “There’s this new thing. It’s called – uh – KNOCKING!” I said, still blushing.
“Why don’t I go wait out in the living room? Take all the time you need.” He said still laughing as he disaperead down the hallway.
I sighed and threw on the first jeans I found along with the top and accessories I had already picked out.
http://www.polyvore.com/kameron/set?id=40713789
I took one last glance in the mirror before sighing.
I looked nothing like the girls Andrew usually dated, but oh well.
I headed out and down the hallway to meet Andrew, but only found my brother.
“Where’d Andrew go?” I asked.
“Who? Oh, Andrew. He’s waiting in the car.” He mumbled.
I smiled, “Okay. I’ll be back later!” I called as I walked out the door.
Andrew was waiting for me, leaning against the passenger door.
He smiled, as I got closer. “Why do you always look so good? It should be illegal to look that hot.”
I blushed, “Oh stop it.”
He laughed and held the door open as I got in the car.
“Where are we going today?” I asked as he started driving down my street.
“Hmmm…I was thinking we should go out to lunch. Does Bucca sound good?”
I blushed, “Bucca’s really expensive, Andrew. We don’t have to go there.”
“I want to. Besides, we only have one more day left of spring break. We need to celebrate.”
I laughed, “Well, if you’re sure…”
“I am.” He said confidently.
I looked at him and smiled to myself.
I could tell Andrew was focusing on what he wanted to talk to me about because he was staring out the windshield and had forgotten
to change his radio station from old country music to modern day crap.
I started humming along to an old Johnny Cash song when he finally noticed
And sheepishly changed the station.
“Sorry,” he mumbled. “I’m just lost in thought…”
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for the first time
chapter 22
Jake’s POV:
I sat there next to the sleeping form of my sister as she lay on the blanket she had stretched out on the shore of the lake.
Food wrappers and empty cups lay between us on the blankets.
After talking with her for over an hour, I was extremely tired and just wanted to sleep like she was. But I found it was my turn to stay up with thoughts buzzing through my head as I tried to process everything she had just confided in me.
Andrew’s jersey’s number was nine, just like mine. At our school, the Varsity team mentored the freshman team by pairing up the players with the same numbers.
I’d seen a lot of Andrew since I began school, even though he only worked with me on football once a month during off-season.
It was hard not to see the kid. His face was every.
Homecoming court.
Student Body President.
The morning announcements.
Advertising the next event his club was hosting.
Pictures posted on Facebook every Friday and Saturday night from parties.
He always came across as such a happy, carefree, teenage guy having the time of his life in High School.
I never would have thought he had a daughter, lived in a dysfunctional home, had an abusive, drug using dad and worked the night shift at a fast food drive-through. I really didn’t know what to think of all this.
I didn’t know what my sister should do. I didn’t know what was going to happen between the two of them from here.
What I did know is that Connor would be so proud of me for finding all this out.
I couldn’t wait to tell him.
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chapter 22
Jake’s POV:
I sat there next to the sleeping form of my sister as she lay on the blanket she had stretched out on the shore of the lake.
Food wrappers and empty cups lay between us on the blankets.
After talking with her for over an hour, I was extremely tired and just wanted to sleep like she was. But I found it was my turn to stay up with thoughts buzzing through my head as I tried to process everything she had just confided in me.
Andrew’s jersey’s number was nine, just like mine. At our school, the Varsity team mentored the freshman team by pairing up the players with the same numbers.
I’d seen a lot of Andrew since I began school, even though he only worked with me on football once a month during off-season.
It was hard not to see the kid. His face was every.
Homecoming court.
Student Body President.
The morning announcements.
Advertising the next event his club was hosting.
Pictures posted on Facebook every Friday and Saturday night from parties.
He always came across as such a happy, carefree, teenage guy having the time of his life in High School.
I never would have thought he had a daughter, lived in a dysfunctional home, had an abusive, drug using dad and worked the night shift at a fast food drive-through. I really didn’t know what to think of all this.
I didn’t know what my sister should do. I didn’t know what was going to happen between the two of them from here.
What I did know is that Connor would be so proud of me for finding all this out.
I couldn’t wait to tell him.
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named it after
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chapter 21
Kameron’s POV:
I laid in bed that night unable to sleep. Images of Avery in that house all alone, hiding in a corner watching her aunt get slapped around played through my mind. That poor little girl.
After a while, I couldn't stand it anymore. I got up and glanced at the clock.
2:30 am.
I tip toed down the hallway and pushed open my brothers door.
"Jake. Wake up." I loudly whispered.
"Whaaaaaa....hmmmm" He mumbled.
"C'mon. Get up." I said walking over to the bed and pulling off his blankets.
"Why? It's only 2 am, dammit." He grumbled.
"Just get up! I need you to come with me."
"Fine." He said sitting up. He pushed me out of the way and walked over to his closet to slip on a shirt and shoes.
"Let's go." He said sleepily.
We sauntered out to the car and when we got in Jake looked at me and said, "Where are you taking me?"
"To get fat. I need some junk food and a trip to the lake to get my mind off things." I whispered.
"And I have to come because....?"
"I needed someone to talk to. And Kendall has a strong opinion about this...topic...so I needed you."
"Ugh, girl problems?"
"No, not really. Just life problems."
"Kay fine. But we better be going to Wendy's. I really want a frosty."
I smiled and pulled out of the driveway.
Jake turned on the radio and after a few silent minutes, we pulled into the parking lot for Wendy's.
We ordered four frosties, three fries, and two burgers.
"Your total will be 15.76 at the next window. Thank you." The young guy said.
Jake handed me a few bucks and I smiled at him then gathered the rest of the money from my wallet.
I pulled up to the window and waited for the boy to turn and collect my money.
When he did, my heart stopped.
"Okay, your total was-" he cut off.
"Andrew?" I said incrediously.
"Um, hi. 15.76 is your total." He said sheepisly.
"Oh uh right." I said handing him the money.
He printed my recipt and counted out my change in silence.
"Here you go, ma'am." he said handing them to me.
"Umm...thanks." I said quietly. "I didn't know you worked here."
"I know. Nobody really does." He whispered.
He looked at me, with those big blue eyes, in silence for a moment.
"I won't tell anyone. I promise. And my brother won't either." I quickly said.
He smiled, "Than you. I wanted to talk to you...about...today. Are you free tomorrow?"
"No. I'm expensive."
He chuckled, "That's okay, I get paid today. Pick you up at noon?"
"Sure, that sounds good." I smiled at him.
"Alright. Have a nice night. Don't get too fat."
I laughed, "Later Andrew."
I pulled forward to get the food, then pulled into a parking space. I turned to look at my brother and he started cracking up.
"Jake!" I yelled, slapping him.
"I won't tell anyone. I swear. But come on. Don't you find it funny? The star football player works the night shift at Wendy's. Hahaha!"
I shook my head. "Theres a lot about Mr. Popular that you don't know."
"Oh and you do?" He said, still laughing.
I looked back at the drive-through.
"I'm starting to find out" I whispered.
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Authors Note: Stupid chapter, I know. But OH WELL. I used this chapter to set up a bigger event. Anyway, what do you think? LEAVE SOME COMMENTS!(:
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chapter 21
Kameron’s POV:
I laid in bed that night unable to sleep. Images of Avery in that house all alone, hiding in a corner watching her aunt get slapped around played through my mind. That poor little girl.
After a while, I couldn't stand it anymore. I got up and glanced at the clock.
2:30 am.
I tip toed down the hallway and pushed open my brothers door.
"Jake. Wake up." I loudly whispered.
"Whaaaaaa....hmmmm" He mumbled.
"C'mon. Get up." I said walking over to the bed and pulling off his blankets.
"Why? It's only 2 am, dammit." He grumbled.
"Just get up! I need you to come with me."
"Fine." He said sitting up. He pushed me out of the way and walked over to his closet to slip on a shirt and shoes.
"Let's go." He said sleepily.
We sauntered out to the car and when we got in Jake looked at me and said, "Where are you taking me?"
"To get fat. I need some junk food and a trip to the lake to get my mind off things." I whispered.
"And I have to come because....?"
"I needed someone to talk to. And Kendall has a strong opinion about this...topic...so I needed you."
"Ugh, girl problems?"
"No, not really. Just life problems."
"Kay fine. But we better be going to Wendy's. I really want a frosty."
I smiled and pulled out of the driveway.
Jake turned on the radio and after a few silent minutes, we pulled into the parking lot for Wendy's.
We ordered four frosties, three fries, and two burgers.
"Your total will be 15.76 at the next window. Thank you." The young guy said.
Jake handed me a few bucks and I smiled at him then gathered the rest of the money from my wallet.
I pulled up to the window and waited for the boy to turn and collect my money.
When he did, my heart stopped.
"Okay, your total was-" he cut off.
"Andrew?" I said incrediously.
"Um, hi. 15.76 is your total." He said sheepisly.
"Oh uh right." I said handing him the money.
He printed my recipt and counted out my change in silence.
"Here you go, ma'am." he said handing them to me.
"Umm...thanks." I said quietly. "I didn't know you worked here."
"I know. Nobody really does." He whispered.
He looked at me, with those big blue eyes, in silence for a moment.
"I won't tell anyone. I promise. And my brother won't either." I quickly said.
He smiled, "Than you. I wanted to talk to you...about...today. Are you free tomorrow?"
"No. I'm expensive."
He chuckled, "That's okay, I get paid today. Pick you up at noon?"
"Sure, that sounds good." I smiled at him.
"Alright. Have a nice night. Don't get too fat."
I laughed, "Later Andrew."
I pulled forward to get the food, then pulled into a parking space. I turned to look at my brother and he started cracking up.
"Jake!" I yelled, slapping him.
"I won't tell anyone. I swear. But come on. Don't you find it funny? The star football player works the night shift at Wendy's. Hahaha!"
I shook my head. "Theres a lot about Mr. Popular that you don't know."
"Oh and you do?" He said, still laughing.
I looked back at the drive-through.
"I'm starting to find out" I whispered.
-
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chapter 20
Andrew’s POV:
I placed the ruined picture frame face down on the coffee table and began to clean up as best as I could. After throwing out all the empty bottles and gathering the glass shards carefully, I grabbed the bag of pot off the table.
I slowly made my way down the hallway and stopped at the last door which stood ajar. I took a deep breath.
"Dad?" I called tentively.
A soft snore answered me.
I pushed the door open and stepped inside cautiously.
I set the plastic bag on the nighstand next to all the pill bottles.
I stared at my father for a second, just looking him as he lay passed out and wasted on a bed he once shared with my mother.
I looked to the nightsand once more and gingerly picked up the picture laying flat. I stared at it for a moment and felt a single tear run down my cheek. I pressed my lips softly against the glass before setting it right side up on the table.
I walked out of the room but stopped with one hand on the door knob.
I looked back at the face smiling brightly from the frame.
"Happy Birthday, Mommy. I sure do miss you." I whispered before gently shutting the door and walking out of the house to my daughter waiting in the car.
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chapter 20
Andrew’s POV:
I placed the ruined picture frame face down on the coffee table and began to clean up as best as I could. After throwing out all the empty bottles and gathering the glass shards carefully, I grabbed the bag of pot off the table.
I slowly made my way down the hallway and stopped at the last door which stood ajar. I took a deep breath.
"Dad?" I called tentively.
A soft snore answered me.
I pushed the door open and stepped inside cautiously.
I set the plastic bag on the nighstand next to all the pill bottles.
I stared at my father for a second, just looking him as he lay passed out and wasted on a bed he once shared with my mother.
I looked to the nightsand once more and gingerly picked up the picture laying flat. I stared at it for a moment and felt a single tear run down my cheek. I pressed my lips softly against the glass before setting it right side up on the table.
I walked out of the room but stopped with one hand on the door knob.
I looked back at the face smiling brightly from the frame.
"Happy Birthday, Mommy. I sure do miss you." I whispered before gently shutting the door and walking out of the house to my daughter waiting in the car.
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