It was quiet on the way home, and an awkward silence filled the car like when music sometimes fills a room. I sat there staring out my window, listening to the beating of my heart or shall I say my sister's heart. She sat at the front as quiet as I was and Mr. Price sat beside her, driving very, very slowly as if he was concerned about the traffic. The only problem with that theory is there was no traffic; in fact almost no one was on the road. I had yet to learn of his supposed awkward moments between Mr. Price and my sister.
On normal drive home, Mr. Price and Marianne would be talking nonstop. They would plan future trips, and would inc
Throughout the rest of the day, all I could think about was the practice we were having after school. Even during class, my mind was not in the books, but to the future and what it might hold. In my acting class with Marianne and Liam I was asked to pay attention lots of times. It was almost as if the world I had always lived in just started to turn.
Thankfully for me I had almost no homework that night. So when practice came, I ran as fast as I could to the gym. My sister had told me that every first practice, considering there are a lot of newbies, we would meet in the gym and Liam would show us where we w
"How is your sister doing?" Megan asked, giggling over the phone.
It was a cool evening and I sat on my bed in my room holding the phone up to my ear, thinking about what had happened after I finished talking to Mr. Price. "I don't really know. I haven't talked to Marianne after she went to her room. But the crying has stopped so I assume that she's okay now" I sighed loudly "She is so lucky to have someone who cares about her so much" I felt the lonely pain return. I was always really upset when I wasn't with other people, because sometimes my sister would never be around. She would either be at school working on something for her classes