I finished drinking my final cup of coffee as my brother made friends with some kid name Quill that was there. Him and his friends Embry and Jared were pretty nice, not that I talked to them or anything.
"So, we going to the beach now?" Kyle asked and Emily nodded in response, causing the guys to leap into a conversation about cliff diving. "Want me to get you your bathing suit babe?" Kyle asked, I shook my head no before whispering that I didn't feel good and was going to lay down.
To tell the truth, I just didn't want to go. Kyle agreed and brought me upstairs to my bed before leaving. I sat there for a while, reading a book full of work from the author 'Kipling.'
My stomach growled, reminding me that it was past noon and I hadn't eaten anything. As if hearing my stomach growl, there was a knock on the door. Instead of yelling for them to come in, I got up and opened the door to reveal the giant weirdo who was starring at me earlier.
"Hi. I was just wondering if you wanted something to eat?" He asked sweetly, moving past me and into the room where he sat on the bed, analyzing my book.
I nodded my head yes because I wanted some food.
"Well what would you like?" He asked, standing up from the bed and coming to stand in front of me. I just shrugged. "Well you have to tell me what you want so I can get it okay?" He asked. Oh come on. Was he really trying to get me to talk? Did these people not get the point?
I just shook my head. I wasn't going to give into his little plan to get me to talk.
"Well then I guess you're not eating." He stated simply while crossing his arms. I scrunched my eye brows together. Was he serious? He was refusing to feed me. I pointed angrily toward the door, indicating I wanted him to leave. His face sank and he frowned before leaving the room.
I flopped back on the bed, trying to ignore the feeling of emptiness in my stomach. I started reading again before there was another knock on the door. I opened it to find some kid standing there. He wasn't as big was the rest of them, but looked a little older then me.
"Hey. I'm Seth. Sorry, I just wanted to meet the Sam and Emily's new kid." I smiled at him and shook his hand. He didn't seem too bad. He smiled widely as my stomach growled. Loudly might I add. "Hungry?" He asked with a laugh. I widened my eyes drastically and nodded my head.
"I'll be right back." He said before going down stairs and returning at my door a minute later with two sandwiches.
He placed the plate on my bed before going back to stand by the door. "The others should be back from the beach soon." he told me.
"Oh, thanks Seth." I said and smiled. Yes, I just talked to that kid. Don't ask why. I just felt like it was the right thing to do. I mean, that jerk Paul didn't even bother to try to feed me, but this kid actually bothered to make me food and bring I to me.
He looked surprised as he left the room. He probably heard about me not really talking to anyone. I sighed before taking a bite out of my sandwich and picking up my book.
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