I wish Carly would've answered her phone. This is the last place I want to be right now. After that… I can't believe… I'm getting weak. I think Fredward is rubbing off on me.
"Here."
Chili my to-go bowl? I didn't even realize we were at the drive through. One of my favorite comfort foods. Extra spicy. My favorite. Maybe its not such a bad thing he picked me up. I wonder why Carly didn't…
"Carly's phone broke."
"what?"
"You probably called her first right…"
Mind reader much.
"… when?"
"Just a few hours ago, she dropped it in the sink. She was still blow drying it out when I went back home."
"Oh,"
And queue awkward silence. I hope he doesn't try to ask me what happen… I really don't want to talk about it… or think about it. I just want to be by myself. I don't want to go home. I don't want to stay here… but I don't want to be by myself. I just… I don't want to talk about it. I don't want think about it. I don't want to acknowledge that it ever happened. I really don't want to see his face in school tomorrow…
I wish… we could just… drive… until I say stop…
"You know… I don't have to take you home… Not right now… we could just… drive. Until you say stop."
Stupid mind reader. I really hate it when he does that… but I'm really glad he does…
"Just say when Sam."