In Love With An Enemy

the cafeteria together, read in the library together, even though h

pelled to do so to avoid hurting her feelings. She excelled at cooking normal American dishes, but her attempts at other cuisines were usually disasters. I remembered the calamity when she tried to make Italian mine

soda. I wasn't surprised – Henry had a substantial appetite. He also had a distinctive fashion sense. Today, despite the scorching heat, he wore a blue shirt under a green

an would be leaving

ous?" I asked

remarked. "Wait, have I complimented y

y the sam

a tray of salad bar and bottled water on the table.

at? Like actual f

g to reduc

re with virtually no weig

this afternoon," Hannah expressed calmly. She turned to me and a

is. My sister mad

ut," Henr

he sweetness enveloped my taste buds, and I found myself craving more. I enthusiastically sav

eryone is a bad cook li

s. She was renowned for her exceptional ability to comprehend any topic in one sitting. She lived wit

truggled to connect with new people. Her nerdy nature turned her

e of vampires and werewolves among us. Although I couldn't confirm her werewolf claims, my father made sure ou

ur parents. Why?" Hannah asked,

has gotten married to a rich d

ould deflect such questions with humor or steer the conversation elsewhere. I couldn't help

owards him and said,

out," Henry said. "It was an aw

your family," Hannah said, co

raced Henry's face. I c

bell rang, and I walked to my locker to retrieve some textbook

d, "Good afternoon

'm currently at the mechanic workshop, so you might just ha

lem. I'll meet

ks, k

call and gav

I heard Henry say, "

ing on my call?" I a

o let me walk yo

uite far... Li

onna come get you, so m

you hear

on, le

Henry. I observed as Hannah's stylish aunt picked her up from school on

ished somewhat, making the wa

about your famil

y don't know how awful that fam

hy

hustle. My dad spent all the money he made buying drugs, while my mother used the little income she was making to take care of me. Unfortunately, my dad died mysteriously. He just kinda disappeared, and the police found his body in the woods. He had claw

that'

abou

dle school. My sister and I ha

wo emotionally

huc

smile lit up my face. He pulled up near me and Hen

ured towards Henry with my h

aughter company, Henry," my dad expressed

ome, sir," H

uired, "Where

me; my house isn't far f

o much." Afterward, I climbed into

d my face. I turned to see if I could catch a gli