Jayy and I finally made it through school alive. Before I could go home, Jayy grabbed my wrist again. Sometimes he grabs my wrist and he doesn't even know it. He has a bad habit of doing that."Where do you think your going?"

"uh, home?"

"No your not! Your going to my house."

I rolled my eyes. "Jayy, why didn't you say that I was going to your house, earlier? I have too much homework to do."

"Liar! We don't have that much homework! Are you just making an excuse? Do you not like my parents or something?" I smacked his head. "If I didn't like your parents we wouldn't even be friends."

He rubbed his head and pouted. He was such a baby sometimes. We got to his house. It wasn't very big like mine. It didn't have stairs and only had two bedrooms and one bathroom. Jayy was only child.

"Hello Violet," Mrs. Betson, Jayy's mother, greeted. His dad was probably at work.

"Hello Mrs. Betson."

"You kids hungry?"

"Not now mom. Violet and I still have to do homework," Jayy pushed me by my waist to his room, before his mom could say anything else. His room was painted red. His blankets were black. We started doing are homework. It wasn't very hard. We didn't have a lot. We ended up finishing early.

"Do you want to eat now? My stomach is growling like crazy," Jayy whined.

"Your always hungry," that was true. Jayy was always hungry.

"Unlike you," he smirked. That wasn't funny! "Jayy." I growled.

"I'm just kidding!" he smiled playfully.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah."

"Come on! Let's go into the kitchen to see what my mommy made!" he grabbed my wrist once again and took me to the kitchen. "Mom? What are you making?"

" I was thinking vegitarian spaghetti."

"MOM! YOU HAVEN'T MADE THE FREAKIN SPAGHETTI? I'M STARVING!" Jayy clutched his stomach and pouted.

"Jayy, quit being a drama queen!" I yelled back, but not as loud as Jayy.

His mother smiled. She's use to Jayy's craziness."Why don't you kids go to the park while I bake the spaghetti??"

Jayy put his hands on his hips,"We are not kids we are young adults!"

"Quit bothering your mom and let's go," I finally said.

We walked to the park. "Let's race," I said. Jayy and I alway do this. He nodded. We ran to the swings. I was first. "Your a fast runner, Violet." Jayy was breathing hard.

"just relax and sit on the swing," Jayy sat down and I started to push him. "Shouldn't you be the one pushing me?" before Jayy could answer my phone started ringing.

"Where are you? Mom is starting to freak out!" it was C.J of course. "I'm with Jayy."

C.J hung up on me without a goodbye. He just probably wanted to kow where I was so he could tell my mom. I could just see her pacing back and forth in the living room worried.

"Violet, is something wrong?" Jayy asked.

"It was C.J. Him and my mom were worried. I forgot to tell them I'm here"

Jayy nodded. I got on a swing next to Jayy and looked around the park to see if they're anyone here besides Jayy and I. There was a guy sitting on a bench. I couldn't tell who he was because his back was facing me. All I could see was he had almost the same hair as Jayy except it wasn't messy and he also had a black coat on. I think he's wearing blac skinny jeans, but I couldn't really see.

"Jayy, who's that sitting on the benches?" I asked .

"I dunno. Do you like him? Want me to tell him?"

"No Jayy. Don't tell him. I can't even see his face!"

I was to late. "HEY YOU ON THE BENCHES! THIS GIRL RIGHT HERE THINKS YOUR HOT!!!!"

The guy turned around.