Love, love will keep us together. Think of me babe whenever, some-

I jump as my mother pulls the earphones out of my ears and looks at me with such an unreadable face that I scowl and say,

"What?" she continues to look at me with that strange ex
pression. I can't quite describe it, it's like something between angry, upset, and pity. "What?" I ask again, she looks at me softly, 

"Camila, aren't you upset about Ryan?" she asks, I wipe tears from my eyes. The tears that shouldn't have been there anyway. The tears that came at the mere mentioning of his name.

"No. No of course not" I say quickly and sharply, in truth thats the biggestlie I've ever told. I was listening to that son just to remember him. I look into my mothers sad face and know that she know's I'm lying,

((meh. Moar writeres block))