Vanessa sat in her widow seat waiting for the bus to make its way up the hill. As soon as she saw it, she perked up. But only one person stepped off and that was Anthony Johnson. She waited, still filled with hope until the bus drove away.

Yeah, why would Scotty want to hang out at my house? She thought miserably as she went downstairs. She was a twelve-year old kid and he was a teenager. He'd said it before.

She went downstairs and turned on the radio, so that there ...