If You Really Cared About Me; You'd Stay.

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Other  |  House: Booksie Classic
Muggy meets someone who he'll never forget.

Submitted: September 08, 2012

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Submitted: September 08, 2012

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I remember it all. As if it was yesterday.

I was walking to school, talking with my friends, and just screwing around. We finally got there. 2 hours late. Long story short, we got detention. Well, me at least. Adrianne got off easy. No tardies my ass. When I got there, I was greeted by one of the staff members ther, giving the whole, "DON'T DITCH SCHOOL B.S.". I couldn't have cared less. I sat down in the nearest seat, next to a kid: Lucas. I took out my binder to get my math homework and possibly a few sheets of paper to just write out how I was feeling. I finished my math with time to spare.

"Now what?" I said to myself. It was blatently obvious that I had said that louder than expected, as Lucas gave me a "What are you doing?" stare.

"Whaaaaaaat???" I said to him. He smiled at me and said, "And I thought Iwas immature".

We both sat ther for a second... until we laughed loud enough for the teacher in front of us to look at us like we were mental.

He said to me ," So... What grade are you in?"

I shrunk in my chair. He looked like a sophmore. And I was just an 8th grader.

"8th..." I said.

"Me too!"

I almost shit myself. He looked at me like I was crazy again, and I just stood there, trying not to laugh at myself.

He then asked me another question: What school do you come from?

" Ol' Creek... You?"

"I was there. For a month, then I moved and ended up in Sierra Flame."

"That's a mouthful to say."

"I know... the principal would flail saying it too."

"Hey, I never did catch your name.."

"Oh... haha, I'm Lucas... And you?"

"Muggy... It's Muggy"

"Welp, time to go... Nice meeting you, Lucas!"

"Muggy, Wait..."

"Hm...?"

I looked at him. He seemed like he wanted to stay, but I couldn't figure out why.

"Could you.. Stay with me...?"

"Why...? Why stay here?"

His face darkened. I could see him try to hold himself back. We might have just met 15 minutes ago, but I couldn't help feeling that I'd like him for a long time... Maybe even...

"Well. I... I... I... I..."

I didn't understand him. First he looked ready to go... now he's slouched, looking at with wide eyes... begging me to be with him.

"I... Um.. My life. Is a wreck... Everything that I knew... Everything that I LOVED... Is gone... "

I didn't know what to say. I sat back down with him. He was on the verge of tears.

"It's ok... I'll stay with you."

"Th... Th.. Thank You. You're a true friend."

And we sat there, until we had to leave. I walked him home. When we got to his house, I said my goodbye when he grabbed my hand and kissed me. I kissed him back.

I don't know... I just felt like... like... like... like I loved him.


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