"Are you walking home?" Zayden asks.

"Yeah."

"Why don't I drive you?"

"Because I never asked you to."

"Can I?"

"I don't know. Can you?"

He sighs. "At least let me walk you home, Lillian."

"Fine," I reply and start walking home.

•+•

I woke up from a dream. It was so weird. I dreamed about the guy in the hoodie and Zayden.

I shake my head as if that would help to get rid of the thought. I roll out of bed like one of the cars from Transformers.

It's been awhile since I have watched that. Now, I want to watch Transformers.

I stride over to the kitchen eagerly.

Food. What should I have on this beautiful evening?

I scanned the cabinets, fridge, freezer, and more cabinets.

I guess, I'll just have toasted pop tarts and a glass of milk.

For 10 minutes I sat happily eating my chocolate pop tarts in peace.

Today, I actually feel like doing something . I could use a new book and not one on Wattpad.

I walk in my room and stare into my closet. I sigh and just go with what I usually wear. A t-shirt and pants of some sort. I grab a black t-shirt that had a full moon on it and a pair of jeans.

5 songs and a lot of bad dancing later, I amble out of the house. I close the door behind me and turn back towards the street.

"Zayden?" I find myself saying.

I feel like he's one of those pimples that take forever to remove and always seem to come back.

"Oh, hey." He replies and takes his ear buds out.

"What are you doing?" I question and drift next to him.

"Going on a run. I have to stay fit somehow. I can't get fat." He smiles and glances at my outfit. "You look nice. Where are you going?"

I shrug. "I'm going anywhere that sells books."

He nods his head.

I should go before it starts getting awkward. "Well, I'll let you get on with your run."

The next day I find myself holding the book I just finished.

'The Selection' was so good! I need the next one, but it's too late at night. What do I do with my life now? Wattpad? No. Pinterest? Sure.

I grab my phone and click on the Pinterest app. I scroll through the main screen and pin many. One sticks out to me though.

Wash your face with a splash of cold water. Wash away the day. Lay in the dark. Close your eyes and just talk. Cry, let every emotion out. He will listen and hold you. Because in the end, it's between you and God, it always has been.

I don't really know why I did what it said, but I did. Sort of.

I washed my face, brushed my teeth and hair, and put in my retainers. Then I grab my headphones and laid down in bed. I played the new Christian songs I downloaded and just listened to the lyrics and music. I don't know how many songs I listened to before I fell asleep.

•+•

Too soon my alarm went off.

At least it's the last week of school. Thank God!

After eating breakfast, I went to my room and quickly changed into a bright pink shirt and black capris sweatpants. I slipped on a pair of flip flops after brushing my teeth and hair. I snatch my bag from the floor and run outside just in time to catch the bus.

Finally I catch the bus! I really don't feel like walking.

I search through my bag and sigh.

No music for me today. I forgot my phone and earbuds.

"You okay?"

I gaze up at Zayden, who is sitting in the seat beside of mine. "I'm fine." I answer and close my bag. I stare out my window and watch the things of this world go by.