The Path to Choose

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  • Published: 24 Jan 2013
  • Updated: 24 Feb 2013
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A girl named Haley has had trouble her whole life with everything. Her life only seems to be getting worse, and she doesn't know how to turn it around. Will she turn it around? If so, how?


9. Drenched clothes

We walked up the walkway to my house, and I checked to make sure my parents weren't home.  Their car wasn't in the driveway so we went into my house, dripping wet.  

"Nice place." Jake said, stepping through the door.  

"I guess." I said taking off my shoes.  He does the same even though I told him he didn't have to.  

"So what are we doing?" He asked shedding his jacket as well.

"I thought you could call your mom instead of walking the whole way home."

"Yeah, I guess I could do that."

"Good.  Stay right here.  I'll be back in a minute."

I left him and walked upstairs to my room.  I quickly changed into something dry and walked over to my dresser.  Since I didn't really care what people thought of me, I wore boy clothes some times.  I rummaged through my dresser until I found a pair of sweatpants and an old T-shirt.  I walked back downstairs, hearing Jake talking on the phone.  He said goodbye to who I assumed was his mom and turned to me.  

"Here." I said shoving the clothes into his arms.  "The bathroom's down the hall."

"You didn't have-"

"Just go change." I walked into the living room, plopping down on the couch.

 He walked down the hall, and I heard the downstairs bathroom shut.  I turned on the TV and it was still on the cartoons channel.  It was the one I had been watching, but I kept it on that channel anyways.  I saw Jake walk by the doorway, and I heard a plop from his wet clothes being thrown on the floor by his shoes.  He walked into the living room and hesitated in the doorway.

"You can come in." I said, keeping my eyes and TV.  

"So this is what you do all day?" He asked jokingly.  He sat down on the couch beside me.

"Sometimes."  I kept my eyes averted from him.

"I used to watch this show with my older brother." He said, looking over at the TV.

"Yeah... Me too." I said quietly.  

"I didn't know you have an older brother." He said, looking back at me.

"I don't." My voice was hard, and I felt like I was going to cry.  This was a bad idea.  I shouldn't have brought him into my house.

"Oh.." He said, realizing what I had just told him.  "I'm so sorry."

"Don't be."

He was quiet for a moment, and I kept my eyes on the TV, trying not to cry.  I refused to cry in front of anybody, especially him.  For the first time since I'd known him, Jake didn't try to push the subject.  He started asking about school and other random subjects.  I was relieved that he didn't want me to tell him about Timothy.  I wouldn't have been able to.  

I heard a phone go off, and Jake jumped up and went to get his.  I heard him telling his mom how to get here, and he walked back over to the couch.  He hung up the phone and sat back down.  

"My mom will be here soon.  Thanks for letting me hang out here."

"Yeah. Well, I couldn't let you walk home with how bad it's raining."

He hesitated for a minute.  "You'll have to come over my house one day."  I looked over at him seriously, not saying anything.  "I mean it." He said.

I turned back to the TV.  "I doubt it."

"You doubt that I mean it?"

"I doubt it will happen."  He was quiet and I turned to look at him again.  "You don't get it, do you?"

"That you don't like me?  No, I get it."

"No not that.  Don't take it personal.  I don't hang out with anybody.  I'm talking about you hanging out with me.  Your whole reputation will go down the drain if you keep hanging around me.  No matter in this town likes me at all."

"I like you."

"Well, you shouldn't because then you'll become an outcast like me."

He paused for a minute, looking intently into my eyes.

"I don't care." He said softy.


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