The apology
Max walked up to me and looked at my drawing and smiled. "You must be happy. What are you drawing? It looks like Raphael." He smiled at me again." You do look happy though.""Hip, hip, she's happy." Raphael mocked Max with a bored tone. Raphael smiled at me and looked out the window at the east side of my room. The door was south and the was bed is north.
"Wow." Is all I said and Max walked up to Raphael and punched him in the arm. I wasn't talking about Raphael at all too. It was the drawing.
"She's your cousin!" Max said to Raphael.
"Distant cousin." Raphael corrected, he glared at Max, " Are you sure you don't have a crush on Pyra?" I glanced up at Max from my bed, his face was as red as a tomato.
"Yes I'm sure Raphael." Max walked out of the room without another word said. Raphael smiled dangerously at the door.
"What did you do that for?" I asked Raphael."That was a jerk move." I think he could tell it was something I didn't like him doing.
He looked at me and his smile faded," I told Tyrone I would keep you a safe distance from him."
"So I can't protect myself, thanks for clarifying that." My voice was sharp.
"That's not what I said." His voice was low. He started out the window, "His eyes" he took a breath in," His eyes were dark brown."
"Of course, he was embarrassed by what you said." I glanced at him and looked at my paper. It was a drawing of all lines. Nothing that is of interest so I flipped the page and through the pad on the floor. I can't draw a single thing right." You should go. You know I don't like it when you do that." He walked towards the door.
At the doorframe he turned toward me," Should I send Max to come up to you?"
"Yes. Please do... If he is still here." He turned and walked out
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About an hour later Max came up. "Why did you have Raphiel look around town for me?"
"I didn't. I told him to send you up if you were still here." I looked up from my book. He looked mad and upset about something. " what's wrong?"
"Nothing, just thinking." He looked at my book. It was one of my moms. The city of fallen angels. I was almost done. Only two days and I'm three quarters in. Quite fascinating really. Love and romance with a tinge of action and suspense. " Your far in that. Why did you want me exactly?"
"I wanted to make sure you are ok. Raphael can be a pain in the rear. I'm sorry for the way he treats you."
"It's not your fault. He does what he does for himself not anyone else's." The tone in his voice was stern. It was almost like he was jealous of Raphael. "All Raphael is, is a..."
"Trying to do what Tyrone told him." I cut Max off." Do not get into conclusions about him. Tyrone is his idol. You can't change that only Raphael can. Plus you can't change Tyrone's opinion of you." He looked at me then out the window.
"How can you be so positive?" He looked back at me then back at the window.
"I overheard their conversation. Then after you left Raphael told me that he promised to keep you and me a safe distance away from each other but I don't do be good or behave or listen to the man of the house." He smiled at the window and looked at me. His eyes were light blue which means he was now happy or calm.
I it to you."
"Thanks dad." I laid down in my bed to sleep and I slept.
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