Chapitre 3: Part II: Her.
I woke up at my house.
I look around, and I realize that, it wasn't my house. I have no idea where I am.
Out of nowhere, I hear a voice.
"You're awake! Thank goodness, I thought you were dead!!!!! Thank goodness!!!"
I look at her. The prettiest thing. She had curly hair, blue eyes, freckles, and the sweetest voice that I had ever heard in my life.
She was cute, but I look outside and It was already dark, I was worried that my mom was worried sick about me.
"Where the fuck am I?"
I said this and I immediately regretted it, as I realized that my profanity turned her off.
"Relax. I looked through your phone and I called your mom. She was worried sick but she's on the way to pick you up."
"Thank you for helping me.May I ask for your name?"
"Alice."
Hearing her name seemed like a switch was turned on. Not in a perverted way.
"Why do I feel like..."
"It's because you do."
We both stare at each other for a good second. It was kind of weird but I feel like there is some sort of... Thing.
Something.
I was so intrigued yet I can't seem to figure out.
"That was very brave. What you did."
"You saw?"
"I did. I think you're a hero."
Thinking back, I think that if anyone else would have said this, it would have sounded creepy. But with her, it wasn't. In fact, it was quite the opposite.
I do realize that I got beaten up.
"So you did see that I got beat up."
" That's not what was important. Skills are things that you can learn. Heart isn't."
" I do have a big heart."
I realized that I was flirting with her, and I stopped, being fearful of being shot down or given the cold shoulder.
She smiles.
" Don't stop, okay?"
" Don't stop what?"
"Doing that sort of thing."
"Getting beat up? Hahahah-"
"Being a good man."
For a second instance we stare into each other's eyes. It feels like... I can't describe it. It feels like she might feel for me. But it feels more. It feels always were-
A doorbell.
Alice opens the door. It's my mom. Alice nods to my direction and My mom comes in.
"Edward! What happened?"
"I tripped mom. I gotta be more careful next time-"
" That has got to be the most cliche excuse ever. Spit it out! Is it that boy again?"
"No mom! I swear, it's not. You handled him when you went to talk to the principal."
" I'm calling the police! He could have killed you!!!"
I had to admit it.
"Mom it was my fault."
At this point she already had her phone to her ear. When she heard this, she put it down.
" Son... How could this have possibly be—"
"I butted in...I tried to be a hero."
Pause.
It lasted for a good minute.
" We're going home."
I looked at Alice and I said
" Thank you."
I was so confused at the moment Why was my mom so mad. She has never been this mad before.
I was so caught up in the moment that I forgot to ask for Alice's phone number or Instagram... But that's not the point.
I was very confused. I had never seen my mom this angry.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
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Power Stone 
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