"Justine, what are you doing here?"
"I was thinking about you and I had to come to see you again." She smiles.
"Oh...do you wanna come in?" I held the door wide open for her.
"Yeah, thanks." She walked inside and I closed the door behind her.
If Bryan was here he wouldn't like this at all.
"It's so nice to see you again Justine." my mom smiles at her.
"You too Mrs. Emerson."
She stood next to the stairs with her hands tucked away in her back pockets. Her eyes wandered around the living room.
"Why are you acting like you've never been here before?" I chuckled. "Take a seat."
She took a seat and I sat next to her. "You do know that just because we aren't together that doesn't mean we can't hang. I still think about you too so it'll be nice to chill for a few; no strings attach
