"Hey,How was your day?"My mom asked as I walked in the door.She sat on the sofá with somebody.
"Oh it'll get better."
"Oh my gosh,Look at you!!"The lady got up.
"Uh,I'm sorry u don't remember you."
"This is Amber,We were friends when we were little,And she would watch you when you were a baby,when I was in collage."Mom explained.
"Hey,I couldn't find the....uh.."he walked out of the kitchen.
It was Derek.The guy that yelled at those boys for me.I could see him clearly now,He had dirty blonde curly hair,with green eyes.He was tall,tan and lean also muscular,with somewhat of a baby face,He looked fine in his blue skinny jeans,and gray
t-shirt.He slowly walked back in the kitchen,He was mysterious and wierd but in a cute way.I stopped thinking wierd shit like that,and went and sat por my mother.
"James,Come back here."Amber called out here.
"I told you I don't like being called James.I like Derek."
"Well I named you,James,and I'm going to call you that."she scolded."Now come sit."
He came and sat,He was blushing,but at the same time he looked upset.
"This is James,He's my son,And goes to your school."
"Hey honey,Were back."My dad walked in.
"Mommy,I got ice cream!!"Smiled little Kenna.
She had chocolate all over her face.James,kind of smiled.That girl angel walked in,James lost the smile.
"Can we go,Now??"She whined.
"Just wait,I havent seen them in years."Amber told her.
"This is little Kenna.Say hi,Kenna."my mom smiled.
"Hi Kenna!"She giggled.
James smiled,I liked his smile.
"Hey,Kenna,I'm Derek."He smiled.
"No,Your James."She told him.
"Even she agrees."Amber laughed.
"Kenna,Call him,Derek,He likes that."Dad told her.
"Says the guy,Who changed his name for no reason."my mom laughed.
"I did have a reason,It was because my fans,couldn't pronounce it."
"It's the same thing."She told him.
"Jamie,Why do you not like your name?"Kenna asked.
"Well,I just don't and my friends,Call me Derek."
"Okay,Jamie...If your going to be something,your not,Can you be my bubba?I always wanted a big bubba."
James suddenly got quiet.
"How about you,Show them your room?"Asked Mom.
"Um okay.."I said as I started to go upstairs.
"You can,I'm going to the mall."Angel said.
James followed me upstairs.Daddy gave James a stern look.
He was so protective of me.
"This is it."I told him as I sat on my bed.
He just looked at me.I got up and got some clothes out of my drawer.
"I'll be right back,"I went to the bathroom.
What did I have to be here?
I sat alone,in this strangers room.She had fotografia on her drawer.I got up and looked at it.It was a fotografia of her and an old man.
A another stuck out of her drawer.I opened it,the drawer....it was her underwear drawer.
"Oh fuck!"I slammed it.
I was curious,I opened it up again,There was a fotografia of a little girl in a crown and a medal.I seen something shiny under all the stuff.I picked it up,It was a medal.
"So she's a prep,Great just great."
I turned around....She was standing there staring at me.
"it's not what it looks like!!"
"You pervet!!"She slammed the drawer."Who do you think you are?Just because you yelled at those guys for me doesn't mean you get to....Ugh!!"
"It's not what it looks like I sware!!I was looking at your medal."
She took it from me,And put it back in the drawer.She walked downstairs.She went and sat in the living room.