Gregory? I called. I couldnt help myself. It was irrational, but I was scared to see him run from me. He turned my direction, his feet pivoting in the dirt. Warily, I crossed into the light for a moment. Do you, um I inhaled deeply. Do you think youll still want to be my friend tomorrow? I held my breath and waited for his answer. Although I could feel the sunshine perceptibly tingle every inch of exposed skin, the way Gregory smiled at me produced a swell of warmth unmatchable even for the sun. Ill always want to be your friend, Annabelle. Do you want to be mine? My head nodded like mad, ecstatic, all on its own. I disappeared among the shadows again and watched my new friend until he stepped around the Hopkins house. Then I waited until his car drove off -- Gregory and his mother headed for home. I was on a high like no other, but Id not lost my grasp on reality entirely. I knew that the real test would come Monday. It was one thing to befriend an outcast in the privacy of the woods, but quite another to risk ridicule and reputation when surrounded by peers. This was true even for those with the biggest of hearts, which I now believed Gregory Hill to have.
About This Quote
About Richelle E. Goodrich
Richelle E. Goodrich.
Themes
- Friendship — Celebrating the bonds of loyalty, trust, and companionship
- Happiness — Thoughts on finding joy, contentment, and fulfilment