Chapter 2:
Luke's POV
"So your mom's a heroin addict?" I asked. "And your brother -"
"- Younger brother," Thalia interjected.
"Yeah," I said. "He just...died?"
Thalia looked at the ground. "I-I prefer not to talk about it."
I smiled apologetically. I wanted to ask Thalia if she wanted to run away with me, but she looked intimidating with her spiky raven black hair and piercing blue eyes.
"Do you want to run away with me?" I blurted out. "I mean, if you are running away."
Thalia nodded. She grabbed her backpack, shouldered it, and grabbed my hand. "Come on. Let's get out of here before somebody notices you stole that croissant."
"Good idea," I replied.
As we were walking out the waiter stared at us. "Cute couple," she murmured approvingly.
Thalia reddened. "Um...we're not...together. Only friends."
"Oh, but you two look cute anyway," the waiter replied.
Thalia immediately let go of my hand and walked out of the coffee shop. It was amazing how she thought of me as a friend when I had only just met her.
The waiter looked at me and winked. I blushed knowingly and ran to catch up with Thalia.
