i pull back from the hug and smile. "thanks." i said and he rub the back of his neck and said.

"i wanted to tell you that, but you and your mom were in a argument. my name is James sander" 

" Betty Williams and sorry about that, my mom is kinda annoying as you can see." i blush because of the awkward conversation me and my mom had.

"are you kidding me, your mom is cool, my mom is like so not cool." he said with a shock expression.

"no way, your mom is so cool, like you can see it in the way she dress. so pretty." i exaggerate.

"well.. she is pretty cause if she wasnt then where would i get this." he motion to his face" face from." i coulnt help but laugh.

"was it just my ear or did i hear your mom saying that your shy or sometime." i chuckle and he groan.

"you see the reason why i dont have friends is because my mom always says that i dont like talking to people, which is not true, i just dont like talking to her business partners, they boring and all they talk about is business which stands for boring..." he said.

"i am hungry, you wanna grab a sandwich." i suggested.

"totally." he said then started telling me how he was hungry on the way to the kitchen and when i was making the sandwich, gosh the boy can talk."like gosh my stomach was grumbling, i thought i was going to puke, but then again what will i puke i didnt eat anythin_"

"here." i interrupted him as i pass the sandwich to him. 

"sorry, i talk to much, its just really the first time have had real friends." he said and i look at him shocked and gulp.

"friend?" i ask.

'yeah.. why, you dont wanna be my friend?" he asked and i quickly shake my head.

"no no, i was just surprised that you wanted to be my friend." i admitted.

"yeah why not." he said and took a bite of the sandwich

"well my classmate dont like me, i guess, what about you." i ask and he wipe his mouth and sigh

"well this how it happened." oh boy. "when i was five my dad found out i wasnt his son, so he got so mad and so angry at me and started treating me badly so yeah my mom freaked out about a accident, so i do home school, but i am going to make sure thats not happening next school year." he said and for once i actually wanted him to continue talking, what the hell is wrong with this boy when his talking about something interesting he cuts it but when he is talking about something boring like how he was hungry, he says it in a way that it had been happening for so long.

"so what did your dad do?" i ask.

"wop wop, no questions when it comes to that but i can tell you my home schooling and my teache_"

"no no no, um lets just go to my room and find something to play with." i suggested.

"yeah sure let me just pack this stuffs." he said and pack the sandwiches. we went up to the room and talked about ourselfs, and it was really fun, have never had so much fun like i had now. and from there we became really good friends, like really good friends that the first thing in the morning i go straight to his house and late in the night i go back home, my mom decided to just go clubbing since i was always out while james mom would leave some babysitter for him and right then i was happy my mom took away my babysitter. me and james would make fun of his baby sitter and laugh, yeah rude but  common they are boring and theyre all about the money. sometimes it was boring because james had to wait for next school year to enroll to my school. so it was just me at school and i hate it because i have to avoid Bea, the school cheerleader and the badgirl of the school.

A year past and we became inseparable that we sleep together and even bath together

"james i swear to god i will kick you if you use my brush!!" i screamed from the tub.

"duh.. what do you expect, that ill use my brush." He complain.

"duh.. of course!" i groan in annoyance.

'my brush is violet betty, what do you expect. its for girls. you should be happy am using your brush, i mean which girls like blue brush" 

" i do and then what were you using before you met me?" i asked annoyed.

"i dont brush, but now that i brush, my teeth is making me look much more handsome."he boast has he looks at the mirror.

"JAMES!!!" i screamed and end up punching him on the nose.

after some months summer came and we got to have the whole day to ourself, our moms decided that we would vacate in a hotel, we couldnt wait that we couldnt even sleep.

"are sure you brought your brush." james ask as he roll on the bed to look at me, i gave him a dirty look. he was sleeping in my house today since we always have sleepover in his house, and since i dont like it when we have sleepover in my house because of my mom.

"dont use my brush." i warned.

"whatever." he said and turn away. i knew he was still going to use it no matter what.

the day came and we started rushing to pack our stuffs.

"get my shirt quick."  james scream.

"why dont you get your own shirt, i am going home to get my stuffs." i argued.

"i am going to take my shower." he complained.

"is there a time you never complain james." i groan and went to put is shirts in his bag.

"oh yeah and also my underwear." 

"hell to the no james, get it by yourself i am going home."  i said then went out of his room, i reached downstairs and saw james mother cooking.

"good mornning miss sander ." i said as i put on my sandals and she looked up from what she was cooking.

"oh good morning betty, are going home to get your stuffs or youll wait for breakfast, am making pancakes." she said and i smile.

"i am going home to get my stuffs but of course am coming back to get my favorite food." i said and she laughed.

"ok honey, ill keep some for you, if james doesnt finish it." she said.

"he wouldnt dare." i said and she laughed.

"ok see you later." she said and i wave and ran home.

"mom..mom." i said and walk to the kitchen and saw my mom on the phone, i was about to turn away when i heard her say.

"your daughter is dead, you idiot, she died the time you walked away, now go f*ck yourself ben." she growled on the phone then end it, she sigh and turned to me. "betty." she breath. "um um, grampa called, we..we had a argument so were not really good." she stammered and i nodded cause have never seen my mom look so bothered.

"um, i am going to get my stuffs." 

"yes yes, of course, hurry we would soon be going." she said, i hurried to the stairs but stopped when my mom said.

"its..um um,I am just going to go to Britney's house." she stammered and walked away. i felt really sad but i didnt want anyone to know, i knew she was talking to my dad and not grandpa.

when we got to the hotel, our mom had their room and gave us our card to room 601 we walked to the elevator press the botton and inserted our card, we finally reached our floor and walk on hallway that had  brown carpet  and many doors

until we reached room 601, james inserted the key while i just kept quite, i really didnt feel like talking cause i know if i talk its only cries that would come out, the room was nice and modern and welcoming. it was something perfect for a vacation.

 i dragged my bag in the room while james just ran and jump on the bed.

"this is awesome, hey betty could you get my bags for me." he ordered and i just nodded, i wasnt in the mood to argue, so i went to grab his bag but before i could get his bag, james jumped in front of me and grabbed my face."hey are you angry, i can just get it myself." he said and i shake my head and tried to get the bag. "hey, ok i am sorry, youve been quite since we got in the van and i dont like it." he apologized and i shake my head not wanting to say anything so i woudnt cry." seriously i am sorry."

"its not you." my voice broke and he looked worried. i quickly grabbed the bag and pull it inside then climb the bed and went under the blanket and sobbed, i felt something move beside me and wrap their hands around my waist.

"if its me I am sorry and if not you can tell." he said softly behind me, i turned to him and hugged him."you wanna tell me about it?" he asked but i just shake my head. "you wanna go out, theres a lake near by." he asked but i just shake my head. "ok, um you want to just stay like this?" he asked again and i nodded. "ok." that moment i knew what it felt like to have a bestfriend, even if you bestfriend is lazy, naughty and annoying. 

we stayed like that for a while until it was almost sunset, i felt better after that, we then went out to the lake he was talking, we sat near the lake and just sat in silence.

"so now can you tell me." James asked, i look at him then looked like i was thinking about it. "oh come on i dont like surprises." he whined like a baby. i laugh then he wrap his arms around my shoulders, i lean in and rest on his shoulders

"comon tell me." he begged then i sighed.

"you remembered when i told you that my dad ran away when i was just in my moms womb."

"yeah."

"well, he wants me now, but my mom doesnt want to give me."

"why? do you want to go with your dad?" he looked at me and i looked back at him then push  some hair in the back of my ear and look down.

"i dont know but.. do you remember when we first met?"

"hm..mm."

"remember my mom saying she would have given me to my dad if he asked but now..i dont know its like she's scared, i dont know why cause she wouldnt tell me the truth and that hurts, everything hurts, i just feel abandoned." i cried.

"shh..shh" James wipe my tear. "i know what your feeling." he said and i looked at him.

"is it about your dad?" i asked and he nodded. "can i ask?"

"um.." he thought about it and i hit him on the chest.

"i told you mine." i whined and sniff and he laugh and squeeze me around his arm.

"i love you." he said and thats how my heart stopped, and i just stared at him. 

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