Sunday was boring, just like any other day. I had to woder why I had the sudden urge to move to this place of all the places in the world. Trae, Florida. I thought at first that it was just some wierd craving or something, but then I met Lissa. I felt something jerk at my heart when I saw her. I wondered if she did, too. I listened carefully to the song, gently playing in the background. Taylor Swift wasn't bad, I didn't guess, so I listened to her frequently.
I heard the familiar sound of Jay's truck pulling up to the parking lot. We lived in the same aprtment complex and it was quite annoying, the cautious looks he gave me. He trusted me somewhat and I knew he was protecting her. There was no way I could do anything to her, even if I wanted to.
He really needed to chill the hell out.
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