Laurel Love was at a standstill in her life. It was like she was stuck doing things that didn't matter. Nothing had meaning in her life anymore. Laurel wanted her luck to change. What she didn't know was that something was going to change her life i...
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The sun is high in the afternoon sky as I step out of Molly's car. Slamming the car door shut, I walk to the driver's side and watch as Molly rolls the window down. Her dark, curly hair is thrown back in a messy bun and there are identical dark circles under her eyes, but there's an undeniable happiness in her eyes, the same happiness that is in Vera's eyes. I wish Vera were here, but she was napping when Erika texted me and told me that I had to go out to the local mall with her and Gil.
"Have fun," Molly says, smiling up at me. I slide my phone into my pocket, slinging my purse over my shoulder. I'm hoping a headache won't appear tonight. One usually comes whenever I hang out with my friends. If it does, though, I'm prepared with my medicine and a small bottle of water that could fit in my purse. "Are you sure you want to walk home after this?"
"Yeah," I say, waving a hand through the warm afternoon air. Her eyes dim at my statement, and I know that she's thinking about all the villains and bad guys and creeps here in town. What she doesn't know is that I have Kid Danger on speed dial, so I'm safer than I used to be. I know Henry would come and save me if someone tried to hurt me. "Don't worry about me. I'm tough." I flex my arms, and she bursts out laughing. "Hey!"
"No offense, but you're tiny."
My heart skips a beat at her words. She's always used that against me, even when we were younger. Now, the Freakazoid uses it against me, too, because she's taller than me as well. I don't really like it much at all, but I know for a fact that I'm done growing. I don't like it one bit. My size doesn't determine anything about me.
I force a tiny smile onto my face as I say, "Tiny but mighty!"
"Keep dreaming." She grins at me, and I try not to show her how her words affect me. I'm not that offended because I know I'm short, but I feel like I am mighty in my own way. I do have an RBF, curtesy of my dad's mother. Henry has told me multiple times that it's super intense when I'm angry. "I'll see you later. Have a great night. Love you."
"Love you, too."
I step away from her car and wave at her. She waves back, and then I spin on my heel, heading toward the strip mall. Erika told me that she's already outside the candy store, which is funny because she's on a no sugar diet. It's like she's always putting herself in the way of temptation. I don't understand how or why she does that to herself. I would never understand why she would do that to herself.
Checking both ways, I quickly cross the street. I told Molly to park closer to the store, but she wanted to park in the parking lot instead of on the street. It doesn't matter, I guess, because I make it safely across the street. I spot the store and see two fuzzy figures standing in front of it. Squinting through my glasses, I can tell that the two people are Erika and Gil. Good. That means that I won't have to find them in the crowds of people, though there aren't that many people out right now.
Picking up my speed, I make it to the shop. Erika is peering in the windows like the little creep that she is, and Gil is holding her hand. I snicker to myself at the sight of the two of them. This is the smallest amount of PDA they've ever shown. When they first got together, I told myself that I never wanted to be in a relationship where PDA was the most important thing. It's really weird seeing couples making out with each other in the hallways at school, and I never want to be in that situation. There's no need to be down each other's throats in front of other people. I guess I would rather have an emotional connection than a physical one that fizzles out quickly.
