Three Months Later...
Chapter 3
School is ok. Garret has been sitting next to me in the classes we share, and we eat lunch together now. Whenever I'm away from him I get this pain in my chest, I don't know what it is but, I don't like it. He is someone that I can talk to. Someone that has moved around just as much as I have. He knows what it feels like. It turns out that he's a foster kid. He told me one day while we were eating lunch.
"Hey C.C." "Can I tell you something?" He said in between bites of his bologna sandwich.
"Yeah, what's up?"
"Uh. I just thought you should know." He twitched his head to the side,like he normally did, to get his dark brown hair out of his eyes. Clearing is throat he said, " I-I'm a foster kid.'' He looked up through his dark lashes to see how I was taking it since I hadn't answered.
"Garret that's... That's fine with me, if that's what you're looking for me to say." He let out a deep breath.
"Good cause I really like you and I just wanted you to know that about me."
"You're my best friend, and nothing is going to change that. Especially you being a foster kid."
And I had meant it. Garret is my best friend. And I think that's why i can't stand to be away from him...I love him.