Forever Mine

a

. She gripped the phone, her knuckles going

re you st

ble whimper, Sarah

d you knew it was a possibility. I tried, Sarah. I really did, but there's no way around it. We'

er building and the tears burning in her

oked up as well."I know, honey. I'm so sor

oke Sarah's heart. She wanted to be with her to hug h

. Sounding very determined, she spoke again, "I

e here this weekend. They wanna help us pack, so you and I will hav

asped.

vered half her face with her

el any worse, she choked back a s

y, so don't wait up for me. We'l

e. Sydney stared at her anxiously."She's pleading guilty and gonna do at least three years. I have to go

PTE

ONTH

igh School

udents rushing by her, Sarah felt utterly alone. One month wasn't n

her first day as a senior in high school would be. She had so ma

to get out of the middle of the human traffic jam. Where in the heck was her cousin, Val

d so late, her schedule hadn't come in the mail like Valerie's. No sooner than the moment they had walked into s

. She backed up slowly until her back was against a wall. Had Valerie really abandoned her? No, she wouldn't. She

ms wrapped around one of the guys that had just walked in. Sarah rolled her eyes. She'd always hated those

fice the entire time. There were a few kids standing in front of it, examining their schedules and then looking up at the map. Apparently, sh

. The tall one who had been greeted at the door by the squealing girl was smiling when their eyes met. The smile on his face seemed to diss

e you

alerie, who'd already taken Sarah's schedule,

but she quickly walked alongside of Val

r enough away and around the corner of the building. "Oh

why, Sarah pretended n

reno! Don't you remember? I've tol

ed, that was part of the reason she coul

ll ran

be late on our first day."She grabbed Sarah's arm, a

EEKS

n

d time this week, but he had to stay after class to get the extra credit assignment. He was failing Spanish II, again. Spanish! His parents owned a Mexican restaurant, for crying out loud.

t the extra credit assignments, he wouldn't be able to make up some of the lousy scores he'd been getting on the quizzes. If he didn't make them up, h

ups. The coach barely looked at him and pointed to the bleac

nt toward them, he heard Dana call out to him from t

rs again

es made their appearance as usual, although his smile was anything but genuine. The catcall

ps. Although it was nice to have the instant admiration as soon as he started high school, there were times he resented h

re he was struggling to stay eligible to play high school football. It was embarrassing, but he wasn't g

kled down his face, and he struggled to keep his breathing steady. He usually could get a rhythm going, but not today. Someone ran right past him a little too

y, did I

er with his hands on his knee

Angel squinted at a petite silhouette. She shifted slightly, blocking the sun for a moment. The first thing he noticed was her eyes.

sides of her face and forehead. It surprised Angel that he didn't recognize her from anywhere. He thoug

ine,"

n she stopped to check on him. She didn't smile back or ask anything else but seemed eager to b

sweating, to his own surprise, h

stupid

without responding. Maybe s

. What's y

ar

ge was a smile as

ood one," she s

es. Then it hit him—lost girl—from the first day of school. That's where he'd seen those eyes. He'd noticed them

ack to his grades. Was he really gonna need to be tutor