Alec's POV

My heart violently pounds as I hide behind a bush to watch Rayne. I want to know what she's thinking so bad. After watching her walk away with the poems I release a breath I didn't realized I was holding.

As I walk back home I start to think about what she would say if I asked her on a date. I hope she would say yes. But I don't know, it just sounds so scary. What if she said no? I would feel like a total loser. 

Ugh! I need to just not think about this right now.

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When I get home, I hear my mom talking in her room.

"Mom?" I call out. Her door opens and I see her face pop out with her phone pressed against her chest.

"I'll be out soon," she says and then goes back into her room and continues to talk to whoever was on the phone. 

Walking into the kitchen, I place my keys down on the counter and pour myself a glass of water. Setting the glass in the sink, I look over at the oven clock.

5:13

I open the fridge and look at what food we have. As I start to grab things out of the fridge for dinner, my mind wanders back to Rayne. I think about how sweet, but sarcastic at the same time, she is and all the many wonderful qualities she has. I keep telling myself to get over it. To get over her, but I can't. Anyways, she probably already has a boyfriend.

Wait.

But she kind of went out with me already! I wouldn't say it was a date, but if she did have a boyfriend, she definitely wouldn't have said yes!

"Hey honey," my mom says, breaking me out of my thoughts.

"Hey, Mom," I say as I turn around to give her a hug. "How was your day today?"

"Good, good. I got of work early so I was able to go shopping. How was your day?" she replies.

"Pretty good. I got a lot of stuff done."

"Such as?"

"Well I did homework and just did some other stuff I needed to get done. Nothing special," I answer.

"Sure, sure," she says, eyeing me suspiciously. Before she can say anything else, I ask,

"Who were you talking to on the phone?"

"Oh," she says. "Actually, I was talking to your aunt."

"Aunt Cali?" I ask, confused.

"No,  Aunt John. Of course Aunt Cali!" she exclaims.

"But you haven't spoken to her for almost five years!"

"I know, I know. But we saw each other at the coffee shop earlier today and well, we're on good terms again," she says happily. "She was wondering if you wanted to go to dinner with her tomorrow to catch up. She says she misses you."

"I don't know. Mom, she ignored you for four years and you did nothing to deserve it. I don't know if I can just forgive her like that."

"That's okay. I know what you mean. But just go talk with her tomorrow. Please. If you don't want to see her again after that then that's fine. But please just go see her tomorrow," she begs. After looking at her for a few more seconds I give in.

"Fine, but only because I love you. But I'm not promising anything. Alright?"

"Alright. Thank you, Alec. This means a lot to me," she says as she pulls me in for a hug. We hug for several more seconds before she pulls away.

"What're you making anyways?" she asks.

"Just some tomato soup and bread. Want some?" I reply.

"Is it homemade?"

"Yeah."

"Then yes. I'm gonna go take a quick shower though."

"Okay."

"I love you, Alec. You know that, right?" she says.

"Of course, Mom. I love you, too."

"Okay. Good," she says and then walks back into her room.

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"Hey. You ready to go?" my mom says as she peeks into my room.

"Yeah," I reply. I get up from my chair and walk towards her.

"I really appreciate this, honey. Thank you."

"Anything for you, Mom." The doorbell suddenly rings and we both go to the door. Opening the door, my mom' face suddenly lights up with a smile.

"Cali!" she says.

"Carolyn! Hi," she replies. "Oh my goodness, Alec. Your so big. Last time I saw you you were shorter than me. Finally get that last growth spurt, huh?" she says as she hugs me.

"Yeah. Sure," I mumble. "Bye, Mom. I love you."

"I love you too. I have a good time," she replies as she gives me a hug. Once we're in the car, she finally starts talking.

"Alec, I know I haven't spoken to you and your mother for about four years but—"

"It'd have been five years next month," I cut her off.

"What?"

"Next month would've been five years that you hadn't spoken with us," I reply.

"Oh," she says quietly as she looks down at her hands. "I'm sorry, Alec. Honestly. I don't even know why I even did such a thing. I'm truly sorry. I know you won't be able to forgive me— at least not right away— but I hope that you will be able to eventually."

I don't say anything, so she starts the car and continues to talk.

"So, were do you wanna go?" she asks.

"It doesn't matter. You pick," I answer.

"Alrighty then!" she exclaims, trying to lighten the mood. 

She continues to drive, adding in little comments here and there. I do nothing to get rid of the silence that comes in between those moments. I know she's trying a lot to act normal with me, like she never left us, but I just can't open up to her about anything right now. Not even the little stuff, like what I've been up to. I just say things like: "you know, the usual" and "nothing special". I don't ask her what she's been up to like a normal person would. Why should I care. It's not like I don't already know what she'd been up to. Just because she stopped talking to us doesn't mean she stopped talking to people we know. Which makes me even more mad at her. How could she stop talking to her own sister and niece and keep on talking to her  so called 'friends'. I just miss the times when she was different. When she was around us all the time. When I was younger. When she talked to us.

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