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I save the e Just like all the others I lie down onTry to shove the loneliness out of my ic And now Mo at a picture of hiiven her, but does that mean I have to?
I’ve only seen her twice in the past year Imyself to tell her I’ing out with ain, I’m afraid it’ll wreck my life even more She ruined my family
Why did God let this happen to o down the street to Drew’s double-wide trailer, walk inside without knocking, and head to his roo hi that he is well-endowed It h Double-wides are a luxury, you see My fah to have a three-bedroom house, but it’s smack dab behind a laundroine the srease But besides the terrible odor and the fact we are definitely not in the ritzy section of Franklin where people have swiuitars, the location rocks It’s only threemy bike everywhere it can take me
I knock softly, push Drew’s door open, and find hi on his laptop, which is surrounded by his bobble-head collection He’s the only person I knoho loves writing in his spare tioing to study journalism so he can be a sports reporter one day Asfootball and baseball, he’ll never be good enough to get a scholarship It’s a sore subject because he’s worked so hard for so long and could really use the money
It’s only Drew and his mom--his dad left before he was born, and his mom waitresses at Cracker Barrel like sixty hours a week to ht, so I usually end upDrew a plate too I set a bowl of steamed rice and chicken on his bedside table
"Yo, Drewsky," I say, tiptoeing around sports azines and several days’ worth of discarded newspapers
He turns and s up "Harry Pottera thin gray sweater layered on top of T-shirts He has the right body to play both running back and second base, short and stocky, but soain and doesn’t smell like boy (like socks) He s up and always looking like a million bucks, because he wants to stand on the Titans sidelines and report for ESPN soht be e hied me I can only hope that his friends would support hiood friend to hi around with his friends bothered uys like one-night flings Right? I’ve only uys on the basketball team? And how s announced that I put out, right in front of Brian What must he think of me?
I slip my boots off while Drew inhales the rice and chicken, because he’s always hungry He turns on Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone and flips off the lights He grabs the big bowl of popcorn he popped and then we stretch out on the bed I’ve been saving my calories all day for this popcorn
"Who’s your favorite Harry Potter character?" Drew asks, shoving a handful of popcorn in his mouth
"Ron Obviously You?"
He chews "Hermione She’s a little sex kitten"
I shove his shoulder, nearly knocking him off the bed "That’s so perverted! She’s like ten years old in this movie"
"She’s older than h
"Would you rather be Hufflepuff or Slytherin?" I ask, picking my first piece of popcorn Mreen more than yellow" He pops a piece in his mouth "As a house elf, would you rather be responsible for coreasy hair?"
"Gross! Uh, I’d rather co aniht even findthefun of Draco’s terrible slicked-back hairdo and Her a know-it-all until Oliver Wood co "I want to date a guy with a British accent"
"You? Dating?" He snorggles
"I’d forget aboutrule for Oliver Wood Just look at hi "If you absolutely had to date soon, ould it be?"
"Brian Hoffman" It pops out and I cover my mouth
"Coach Hoffman? So that’s why you wanted to follow hi and laughing and I felt good I want to knowhi to wake up and realize the people you need
I reply, "What can I say? That boy is hot"
"That boy is a man but yeah, he’s hot"
"You think Coach Hoffuys are hot and which aren’t," he says slowly, looking at the TV "It’s not like it’s hard"
I clap my hands "Okay Here’s a test Oliver Wood--hot or not?"