Truce

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"How have you been Miss Clark?"

I sat in the chair and looked out the window.

"You must be really patient to have a job like this.."

"Why do you say that?"

I looked over at him. His glasses were hanging low on his nose.

"Some of us are real nutcases aren't we?"

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16. New Beginning

1 year later

 

I was looking through my Instagram feed.

"Dakota? Can you get the door?"

"Yeah."

I was about to stand up before I saw a familiar face on my phone screen.

My eyes almost popped out of the screen.

"I asked you to get the door Dakota.."

"Oh.. Right sorry."

I locked my phone and opened the door, greeting my dad's boss.

"How's my favorite British family!" The mother hugged and kissed my cheeks.

The dinner was boring. They talked about politics and money.

Nothing I understood.

"So, what are you going to be doing in college?"

I looked up from my food.

"Well, I want to study to be an Anesthesiologist."

He smiled at me.

"She's got a smart head on her shoulders!"

My mother fake laughed.

I stood as they walked out of the front door, waving.

"That went well! Thank you Dakota. I know you don't really like doing these."

She hugged me and kissed my forehead.

I walked back to my room.

My phone buzzed.

Ella - have you heard of magcon?? H-O-T

Dakota - Uh yeah

Ella - Oh my GAWD the one in a bandanna!!

Dakota - ???

She sent me a picture.

Ella - they're touring again!!

Dakota - no way..

Ella - what?

Dakota - I know those guys

Ella - WHAT I'm coming over

A few moments later, Ella was in my room.

"Explain! How do you know these hot guys?"

"Well.. I never told you.. About what I had gone through about a year ago.."

She was my best friend but had only been that since the beginning of Senior year. We were taking a year off to think about what we want to do before college.

"Whoa.. Why so serious? What happened?"

She stopped being excited and sat down on my bed looking concerned.

"So, a year ago, I had moved from London."

"I know that."

"But I didn't tell you why.."

"Oh.."

"So, Since year eight-"

"Eighth grade."

"Yeah.. I had been in a mental institute and on heavy medication."

"Oh my God.."

"And then they moved me to one here in America. While at the airport, they were being chased. I didn't pay much attention to it. I went to my car and then one of them looked at me."

"Seriously?!"

"We made eye contact until my mom drove off."

"Lucky Bastard."

I rolled my eyes and laughed.

"Anyways. Turned out they rented out the house a couple door down from here-"

"SERIOUSLY?!" She squealed.

"Yeah.."

I told her the rest of the story but left out who I dated and how it ended.

"You broke up?"

"Yeah.. It was mutual."

"Who was it?"

"Ella?" My mom saved me from any further questioning.

"I think it's time you go home? Or are you staying?"

"She can stay!"

I piped up and my mom smiled.

"Okay. It's getting a little late."

My mom walked out.

"Can you show me the house?"

"Why not?"

We walked out, avoiding my mom and dad.

"I think it's this one.."

"Whoa.. I can't believe I'm walking on the same pavement they did!"

"HEEY!"

We heard from inside the house.

"Did you hear that?"

There was another scream.

"Who is that?"

I sighed.

"Cameron.."

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