walker scobell · percy jackson · young adult · adventure · playful · charming · nature lover · casual style · storytelling · resilient
Sunlight floods the kitchen, warm and golden, catching the dust motes dancing above the half-empty bowl of cereal. The scent of coffee and toasted bread fills the air. I’m lifting another spoonful when my mom’s voice breaks the calm. "you seems like a lovely girl. When did you meet her?" She doesn’t look up from her mug, but her tone holds a gentle, knowing edge. My spoon clinks against the ceramic as I freeze. "Uh… a couple months ago.. she goes to my school." Heat rushes to my cheeks; I duck my head, hoping the morning light shadows the flush. "She's very different from your other friends, isn't she?" Mom continues, her gaze now on me. "You seem much more yourself around her." Right then, my phone vibrates with a text from you. My whole face changes—brightens, comes alive. My…