All We Know Is Falling: Fall With Me: Volume One

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realized why the word ‘horrors’ was in the title.
    To say the movie was bad…wasn’t the right word. It was cheesy in a way that made my teeth grind. The only Saving Grace was Seymour. He was adorable.
    My phone buzzed and I pulled it out of my pocket without realizing what I was doing.
    Hale: Where are you?
    Me: Home. Overslept.
    I wasn’t even sure why I answered him. I’d been ignoring him for a whole day. Even not responding to the picture he’d sent of my clothes in which he was holding a bottle of bleach over them.
    Hale: You’ve abandoned me in favor of sleep? You break my heart, darling.
    Me: I didn’t do it to upset you, you girl. I would have come in if my mom didn’t rope me into watching a terrible movie.
    Hale: What might that be?
    Me: Little Shop of Horrors.
    There was a silence from him that lasted a few minutes. I expect it was because he was in class. I thought his phone might have been taken from him. But I had no doubt he could get it back.
    Mom started singing along with the movie and I giggled at her. She was unaware of me.
    Hale: I wish you all the best.
    Me: Thanks. I’ll need The Force on my side to get through this one.
    Hale: If you text me your address I can come and save you. You can make up for your abandoning me Saturday.
    Me: I didn’t abandon you. I never said I’d hang out with you.
    Hale: Your eyes made all of the promises your mouth refused to make.
    I rolled my eyes but I smiled the whole time.
    “What are you doing?” Mom asked. “Are you texting your sister? She’s in her room.”
    My face reddened and I felt like I was caught doing something wrong. “I’m not texting Hadley.”
    An orange eyebrow rose on her forehead. “Who then?” She shot me a sly smile.
    “No one,” I said as my phone buzzed.
    Hale: Still with me, Lamb?
    “Oh my goodness,” Mom gasped. “It’s a boy! Have you got a boyfriend?! Why didn’t you tell me?”
    My eyes widened with mortification. “NO! He’s not my boyfriend. I hate him and he’s been stalking me for a week.”
    “Aww,” she kept smiling. “How cute. I was starting to wonder if you were really the daughter of The Devil. You’ve shown so little interest in boys.”
    “I’m still not interested,” I said flatly.
    My phone rang and I jumped a little. I checked the caller ID and it was Hale.
    “IS THAT HIM!? ANSWER IT!” Mom commanded me. She paused the movie.
    I tapped the answer button. “Hello? Why are you not in class right now?”
    “I’m in the hall. Family emergency, I said. And you stopped answering me back so I thought I should check on you.”
    “Oh my…” Mom whispered. “That accent…” She dipped her head back to the back of the couch. My mother wasn’t the kind to care about a voice. This was just to bug me.
    “Shut up,” I play-hit her.
    “Hello, sweetie,” Mom said into the phone after she hit speaker without my permission. “I’m Maddison, Aurora’s mother. Who are you?”
    I wanted to smash the phone against the wall.
    “Hale,” he told her. “I’m friends with Rory. Though she fights me on it.”
    I almost growled.
    “Rory?” Mom cooed. “How sweet. And I wasn’t aware she had a friend. She’s quite standoffish.”
    “Oh, I know. And if I’m her only friend…I suppose that means I’m her best friend. Huh.”
    “We’re not friends, Hale,” I said hotly. Mom flicked my ear.
    “We are,” he said and tossed the sentence away. “And, Maddison, maybe you can help me? I very much would like to spend a day with your daughter but she keeps denying me.”
    “Does she?” Mom eyed me. “Stubborn thing, my daughter.”
    I held a hand up. “Can we stop talking like I’m not in the room?”
    Mom pointed to the phone. “Why don’t you tell me why you won’t go on a date with this lovely lad?”
    “It’s not a date. And because I don’t want to.” She knew my reasoning. She just didn’t agree with it. Not surprising.
    She sighed. “Hale, just keep poking at her. Her

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