Samuel
As I walked down the halls, I couldn’t remove the thought that Ara was in juvie.
“Samuel.”
I turned around, and was met by Ryder.
“Yeah?”
“Want to come with me and the rest?” He asked.
I raised an eyebrow, “With who? And where?”
“Baby girl, Ryder and Aiden. At the diner, we’re going to have lunch there.” He said.
“Sure,” I said, and followed him towards Ara’s car.
The drive towards the diner was silent.
Once we arrived, we sat at a booth me and Ara across from each other, Aiden beside me, across him is Ryder and at the end is Tyler.
Ara leaned back against her seat, “Did Denise tell you?”
I nod, “Yeah. Juvie? Really?”
“I was there because I’m accused of using and dealing with drugs,” she said.
“Accused, which means-“
“She didn’t use or deal with it,” Tyler said, cut
