"Oh I'm sorry"
"Don't be, most nightmares are the ones we're living but we pray we're just asleep."
He chuckles again, am I that funny? "All right how about this? We could hang out tomorrow and you tell me about yourself and maybe this town, so I know what I'm in for." What the? Can he really not tell that I'm the last person to ask about this place? I don't go anywhere or do anything, wrong person guy. "Maybe it could be like a date" he smiles
"Uh" I almost said yes then he went and said that, "no thanks" "No?"
"Yeah no I don't do that but super weird of you to ask. I actually hear my conscience telling me to get away from you, so I gotta go but thanks for the muffin." I rush inside shutting and locking the door.
What the everlasting hell was that?
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Walking downstairs the next morning I join my mom in the kitchen fresh out of bed, "morning honey" she greets as I rub my eyes walking in. "So I made breakfast and finished next week's lesson plan" she talks as I sit on the stool in front of my food, "I need your history paper by tomorrow, ok? And I'm gonna run to the store to get-"
"You know how I never do anything or go anywhere as a way to keep my interactions with others as minimal as possible?"
"Thanks for cutting me off, and yes I know you're weird, where are you going with this?" "Our new neighbor asked me out yesterday."
She gasps "what? She did?"
"That's the weird part it was a he"
She looks at me confused "really?" I nod "and he's gay?" "Maybe, I don't know"
"Are you gay? Is this you coming out?" "Coming out of what mom?" I asked confused "The closet, Devin"
"You want me to go in that closet and come out of it?" I point to the coat closet in the hall
"Oh my god no you dip! Forget it, so he thinks you're gay?"
"I guess but it was random and I mean what kind of person just shows up to your house with a random ass muffin, which I will admit was
delicious and just asks you out after saying like three sentences to each other?" I look at her "why are you smiling?"
"Because this is what I've always wanted!" She walks to me grabbing my face "actual teenage dilemma and none of that obsessive death talk." I pull my head away "so where are you guys going?"
"Nowhere, I said no" "What? Why?"
Staring at her with a serious look "have we met? Like, have we actually sat down and had a real conversation? Do you want me to take that out of this house?"
"I guess not" "Exactly"
"But what if you kept your weirdness here and actually went out and had a great time? For the sake of me not being your only friend"
"We're not friends Darcy our relationship is strictly obligational, I didn't ask to be here nor do I force you to keep me here."
"We all make mistakes" she shakes her head walking away, "this could be a good thing, even if you're not gay maybe this guy could be a friend, don't you want a friend?"
"I have many friends"
"The voices in your head don't count" she smiles getting her