Alice took a handful of the duck food and lobbed it as far as she could to entice the ducks over. Little Tyler copied, managing to get his tiny offering just onto the side of waters bank.
"Woo, seagulls," Alice cried as a horde of white, squawking birds descended over the ducks, stealing the food.
Caleb approached Dylan with a nod, grunting, "Alright?""Hmm," Dylan nodded. "I have an idea."'Please don't pertain to Ali
Alice checked her phone for what was at least the hundredth time. 'Why hasn't he messaged me?' she wondered.
Caleb stared down at his phone with a grimace. An 'I hate Mondays' meme filled the screen.'Yeah, don't we all,' he thought.
"You did so well. If I didn't know you were lying, I would have fallen for it," Dylan gushed.Alice let the praise go over her head. She wasn't interested in anything he had to say.
Alice hugged Caleb's jacket closer to her face, breathing in his scent. He'd lent her the jacket days ago, but somehow it still smelled like him. Or maybe it was her imagination wanting it to smell of him.'I could just stay here,' Alice thought. 'Maybe if I just sit here and don't move, everything will be okay.'
"Are you coming, man?" Caleb pestered Dylan. "Oh, I was going to—" Dylan started to list off an excuse."This was your f
“We are having a party at my house later," Dylan said.Alice felt her heart sink. 'A party?'
Caleb arrived at the party fifteen minutes late, which by party standards was early. The only people there were Dylan, who answered the door and Alice, who sat primly on the sofa, holding down her stupidly short skirt as she flashed him a sad look.'Treacherous little whore,' he thought, curling up his lip.