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Jake looks at me, and then slowly he nods. He reaches out his hand and I cautiously take it. “Might as well,” he whispers, as if to himself, and then looks at Wes with a guarded expressio, Christian Speed Dating. “ you’re sitting under our tree,” he said coldly.
My skin jumped when I heard him speak to me. I got up and went to grab my book bag, and started to move out of the way. “Really? That’s weird everybody else has.” He abandoned me. “I don’t care. I’d like to know.” I said, trying not to get mad. Why do i get so mad when I’m with him? “Oh, okay.” I breathe heavily, leaning against the bookcase.
After catching sight of the plentiful cobwebs lining the corners, I back away and sit haphazardly on the back of a large sofa that was facing the fireplace instead.
“You have a lot of explaining to do. How… do you know the others are fine?” “I guess I don’t,” I admitted. “I don’t know if I’ll like it or not once I do it. If I ever do it. Because I may not.” I shrugged. “But why does not liking it have to make you weird?
” chapter eleven He pulls my body into his and we lie against each other, looking into the endless sky and dreaming of an eternity together. Even though the ground is cold and hard, my heart is enveloped in an ethereal warmth.
This is my home. This is where I belong. Don’t worry, you’ll like it I smiled at them as way of welcoming them. “So, Cat. Tell us about what we’re doing here.” Kevin said. “Fruit salad!” I said excitedly.
I gotta stay fit “I’ll be right there.
” I nodded once and entered the room, slamming the door shut behind me. Instead of sitting in the chair, I took it and propped it under the handle of the door, making sure no one could get in and interrupt my revenge. I relaxed and hugged her back, relief flowing through me. “So, onto a lighter, yet so much hotter topic.” She nudged me playfully.
“You’re living with Mr. Hunk over there?” she stage whispered. Every second becomes identical to the next, nothing changing as time slips o, Christian Speed Dating. Rain continues to pound at us, fiercely beating at our backs and soaking us to the core. The wind’s sharp claws further accentuate the bitter cold, gripping us and never letting go. It is a nightmare in itself, even my vision growing hazy in the downpour.
If not for my silent companions, I would have given up already, crawling under some random tree and sulking. “What! You’re crazy”