City Boy.

  Chapter 23
-2 weeks later-
 
Grace and I hadn’t had an actual conversation in quite some time.
She hurt me, and there just wasn’t enough strength in me to get over it.
Usually I hurt the girls; they sit there and cry over me.
Now it’s the opposite way.
On the other hand, she seemed happier.
The way that Grace was smiling now and going out with her friends all the time.
Me on the other hand was teaching her little brother about ‘how to be a man.’
“So when I grow up am I going to have to dress like you?” Lucas said in a negative tone.
“Well no, but if you move to the city I’d advise you too.”
He gave me this curious look.
As though I had a secret of some sort.
“Does my older sister have cooties? Or do those go into the sky and rain only on girls in my school?”
This sentence made me give a loud chuckle.
“Unfortunately, that statement is true lad.”
“Why does Grace look at you funny?”
How did this conversation end up about her?
That’s the last thing in the world I wanted to talk about.
“Like what?”
“Well she looks like she just ate a birthday cake all by herself and a sodapop!”
Boy, was he so naive.
“Listen kid, your sister doesn’t want anything to do with me; so let’s just drop the subject.”
He looked at me with those big brown eyes like Grace’s.
Man, I was a sucker for brown eyes.
“I’m sorry Lucas, I’m just frustrated.”
“Don’t worry; she likes you almost more than I like the Power-Rangers. And that’s a lot.”
“How do you know this?”
His hand waved to come closer to him.
He cuffed his hands around my ear preparing himself to tell a major secret.
“I read her diary” Lucas said in a low whisper, “But don’t tell my mom, she’ll take away my train set.”
I pretend to give him a shocked look.
“I wouldn’t dare to tell anyone bud.”
Just like that, discovering Grace maybe was faking this whole time.
Maybe she misses me?
Maybe she regrets hurting our friendship.
But then again, maybe she wasn’t.
 
*as you can tell I’m losing interest in this story. But I’ll keep it going for you guys!