A GOOD START

ZAAN

As I walked away from Carter, he called my name, but I ignored him. I left him and began making my way to my parent's house.

I thought about the things he had just said to me. They were just too much for me to forget. After he rejected me, I had wondered what was wrong with me. I mean, all these years we had been together, why didn't he fall for me?

But now I realized that he was the one with a problem, not me. I quickly shook thoughts of him out of my mind. I had better things to think about.

I arrived at my parent's house, and right before I made my way in, my mom came out. She must have sensed me approaching.

She came out and said, "You're welcome back, my child. What did you find out?"

I said, "Well, there is no West Wing Pack. Not in the West and possibly not anywhere else because no one seems to have heard about it."

My mom smiled. "Interesting," she said.

"So this girl Rey, who lied about this West Wing Pack, how did you find her suspicious from the beginning?" I asked my