Chapter 13

Chapter 13

A Chapter by Shantel Moore

"you know what we shld do?"

"what" Jake said looking up.

"we should go for a ride around town."

"are you going to be up for it though?"

"yeah."

"ok."

we went outside. i noticed the three cars. hmmm were they there last nite?

"which car?"

"truck if thats cool?"

"ok." he went into the house to grab the keys. "hop in."

his car smeeled like Jake. i liked the truck. whether it was his or not i didnt care or know. it reminded me of happier times. when my granmda was around. "where we going?" Jake asked inturrpting my thoughts.

"Anywhere."

i watched objects fly by. their colors looking like blurs. i watched kids play tag or hide and go seek.

"i remember when me and my sister use to play those games. my mom would sit and watch adn laugh.'

"what changed?"

"the divorce. thats when Katerna changed. she started to stay in her room. wear all black."

"oh what happened to you?"

"i lost self respect. he actually cared about me. he was like my dad. and i lost that. i felt as if all the fighting and the divorce was my fault. even though it wasnt. i began to hate everything i was and am. i even quit singing and writing up until now."

"you dont seem alll depressed and stuff like you make you sound."

"its because i play games. i am a seriade. and everyone i have been with has tried and changed me."

"well i wont. not unless you want me to."

"i know. one you wont be able to no one has. and two your different."

"haha so i have been told."

"also you never seem liek you discribe. you seem perky an happy."

looks can be decieving. "i guess with you everything melts away." or so i think...

"haha random question?"

"shoot." knowing him it would be random.

"what disney chactor would you be? you know what person or animal?"

"um... hmm.. i would be thupper."

"whose that?"

"OMG! have you never seen Bambi? its the bunny rabbit."

"hmm never heard of it. but anyway why would you be thhupper?"

"my mom calls me that because i thup my foot alot. mainly when im nervous."

"ah."

"who would you be?'

"hmmm. nemo?"

"oh haha why nemo?"

"i'm cute."

"and a weirdo."

"haha true."

"he is perfect for you."

"i love how you find that funny."

"really?'

"no."

"ah why not?"

"because your picking on me haha."

"oh take it like a man. haha."

 



© 2011 Shantel Moore


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