Chapters (56)
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Chapter Twenty-Seven
- Chapter Twenty-Eight
- Chapter Twenty-Nine
- Chapter Thirty
- Chapter Thirty-One
- Chapter Thirty-Two
- Chapter Thirty-Three
- Chapter Thirty-Four
- Chapter Thirty-Five
- Chapter Thirty-Six
- Chapter Thirty-Seven
- Chapter Thirty-Eight
- Chapter Thirty-Nine
- Chapter Forty
- Chapter Forty-One
- Chapter Forty-Two
- Chapter Forty-Four
- Chapter Forty-Five
- Chapter Forty-Six
- Chapter Forty-Seven
- Chapter Forty-Eight
- Chapter Forty-Nine
- Chapter Fifty
- Chapter Fifty-One
- Chapter Fifty-Two
- Chapter Fifty-Three
- Chapter Fifty-Five
- Chapter Fifty-Six
- Chapter Fifty-Seven
- Chapter Fifty-Eight
- Chapter Fifty-Nine
- Chapter Sixty
I ignored him as I walked in front with Lana who was ready to tell me all about Brennan's romantic speech.
After a few hours together on the pier and when the sun disappeared and drowned into the sea, we all said our goodbyes.
The two men mentioned that they had to meet some friends before they left us to walk home.
The only thing on my mind was my newest furry friend. The reminder that Stone kept his end of the deal.
I squeezed the large panda bear Pete the Second as I walked home with a large grin on my face.
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Thirteen
Sunday was always a day that I looked at with mixed feelings. It was a good day because it meant that it was the. It was a bad day because it meant the school week would start again in a matter of hours.
The weeks were a never-ending loop. The days trapped in school felt dragged out. Then the weekend went by in a flash. One of my theories was about how time chose when to be cruel.
I considered picking up a different hobby other than reading to pass the time but then I decided against it. I was far too unathletic and lazy.
I would usually spend all day Sunday in the house, but I decided to go for a drive and let Kermit venture away from its parking spot outside my house.
My car Kermit did not like moving. Perhaps it was because my car was lazy like me or because it was not used to driving so far out of the city.
The car began making weird noises.
I thought about turning back and driving home but I had a purpose for my long drive.
I wanted my green hair back.
Screw what my father thought and what anyone else thought. I was Ella with green hair and I did not need to apologise for that. Neither did I have to change myself to suit someone else.
The weather was awful as I headed further on route for the hair dye. It was humid and uncomfortably hot but there was no trace of sunshine in the sky. This had caused the car to feel like a steam room. I turned the air conditioning onto try and cool down.
Halfway to the drug store and right in the middle of the road, Kermit's noises turned into loud ones. It turned from squeaks that sounded like the muppet I had named the car after to massive bangs of metal crashing together.
The car jolted and I slammed on the brakes.
After a few breaths, I considered my options as I drove slowly to a random opening on the road.
A million questions went round in my head. I wondered if Kermit was dead and if the car could be resurrected. I wondered where the closest mechanic was and how much it would cost to get the car fixed.