She started asking me questions regarding what my older brother was asking “did he think we were up to something?” She asked while tucking the silver piece of hair from her eyebrows and slowly tucking it away as she looked at the rose gold watch hanging from her wrist. - “nah… he just wanted me to keep him updated on what we were doing today, oh and he handed me this..” slipping the folded piece of paper Mike had slid over-

Upon opening the letter I really didn’t want her opening, I had told my brother earlier that week I was trying to find a way to get lizzy a date for the prom, she wasn’t the prettiest of girls in the school but her personality was the best, she was the type of girl that didn’t judge when you tripped or fell, in fact she’d be the first to help you and beat whoever laughed or smirked at it-

She lived here most of her life so everyone here knew her as the “rebellious one” the girl that would post flyers about missing cats and someone’s left shoe they’ve been missing.

I lied to her though, I told her I wasn’t going to prom, I just didn’t feel up to it considering we just moved here and I had a whole life back home and didn’t feel right to just hop into a world that wasn’t even mine. “Melody! Did you know he was going to ask me? Asking frantically “no, I mean I told him you needed a date, but I didn’t think he’d end up asking all Willy nilly.” As I turned my head back around so I wouldn’t fall walking with my head on the wrong way. “You gonna go with him?” Now in my head I didn’t want them going to prom together, he always ends up dating my friends, then bam there goes our relationship-

My brother wasn’t a bad guy, he was sweet. The kind of sweet where he’d hold a door open for anyone walking the same way. He always had a smile sitting on his high cheekbones, where the mole underneath his eye could barely been seen from the grin he was always spouting. His ego was even bigger, he couldn’t be told no. In his head the word no meant never—-never “never came” but I had to find a way to make sure they don’t make a connection, and go to prom together…

The next day came and I had stayed up all night planning on how I’d keep them apart (which would be hard considering we go to the same school and we walk together ) stepping off the wooden stairs, wood that held memories inside it, you could feel the secrets it held as your hands glided the rusty railing- “owe!” A sound I haven’t hear slip my mouth In ages, I’m a cluts, the walls and floors tend to be in my way when near them. “Whatd you do to yourself now Mel?” Matt asked with a huge smirk sitting on his cheeks, holding in a laugh that would send me over the edge had it slipped.-

“Nothing” I murmured rolling my eyes as I continue down the steps. “You can’t go to prom with her!” “You’d be taking my only friend since being out here!!” The anger from my hand throbbing made it that much easier to tell him how I felt, not like he’d care especially since I’m shouting from the pain. Throbbing that came from what felt like a hammer being slammed on each one of my fingers simultaneously.