-3rd day in a row! i actually feel so proud, usually i would have MAJOR writers block or something by now! -
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN DARKEST POWERS.
After a few hours of just sitting around and telling stories, I heard Derek's stomach growl. I was about to laugh, but then my stomach growled too. I looked around for a clock but couldn't find one.
I waited for Kit to stop his story, he was talking about Simon's first magic 'accident' when he got so mad at Derek for stealing his toy that he accidentally lit his hair on fire. Kit still doesn't know how he did it, but I guess it was hilarious.
"Uhm, Kit, what time is it?" I asked when he finished the story. He pulled his cell phone out of his pocket and looked at it shocked.
"It's 8:30." He said. Everyone looked shocked. We've been there for about 10 hours. No wonder Derek and I were hungry.
"Well, would anyone like to go to MacDonald's to get some food?" Aunt Lauren laughed and everyone cheered. I guess we weren't the only ones hungry.
I looked over to Caitlyn, and she was just looking at the ground. Maybe she thought she wasn't invited..
I hooked my arm through hers and dragged her out of her house. Her face lit up.
"You mean I get to come too?" She asked at me, beaming.
"Of course you do!" We heard Dalton say behind us. He was now walking beside us and I let go of Caitlyn's arm to wait back for Derek. He caught up to me quickly, and grabbed my hand. I gave his hand a quick squeeze and smiled at him, he smiled back and bent down to kiss my cheek. I giggled. He could be so cute sometimes.
Sam and Cleo followed Aunt Lauren and Tori to aunt Lauren's car. They left first and led the way to the closest MacDonald's. Me and Derek sat in the back seat, Simon in the passenger seat, and (obviously) Kit in the driver's seat. That left the bucket seats for Caitlyn and Dalton.
"So you live alone?" Dalton asked. Caitlyn looked at him, and gave him a sad smile.
"No. I live with my little brother.. kind of.." She replied, looking quite sad. Dalton gave her a questioning look.
"He started dating this really rich girl. They're perfect for each other. He practically lives there now.. and he never really cared about me, he would always make fun of me and yell at me and just made me feel like shit. Even though I worked my ass off to keep a house over our heads and feed us. I've been planning on moving... Or at least traveling to Ontario for a little bit.." She said.
"What about your dad?" Derek asked, she looked back at us and looked like she was about to cry.
Then she looked pissed. She snorted.
"That jack-ass hasn't been around since a year before my mom died. He and my step-mom and step-brother ran off to be a perfect little family without fucked up children. He doesn't even call to see if we're ok. Not even a card at Christmas, or birthday cards." She looked so livid.
I reached forward and put my hand on hers. She looked at me and smiled a heart-warming smile.
I couldn't help but smile back.
"Thanks," She said.
"For what?" I asked, looking confused.
"For being the first person to not look at me like some freak, and actually comfort me." She said, a tear running down her cheek.
Dalton looked like he could kill someone.
Hmmm... Nah, Dalton couldn't like her already... Could he?