The weight of my body felt like concrete as I started down the stairs. Braxton was turned away from me. He seemed tense. I could hear my heart racing in my ears. The world around me was rushing by and yet standing still. His hair wasn't long like Jensons it was short and wild. I needed to calm down and get used to them not being alike. I needed to stop comparing them as well. I wouldn't get far with my mates if I was constantly expecting them to all be similar. I reached the bottoms of the stairs and Braxton turned his eyes were dull and lifeless. That small spark he gets when he sees me sent a small amount of light across his eyes. He held out his hand for me and I took it as he pulled it to rest on his arm as he lead me out the door. A lifted green truck was in the driveway. It certainly
