(you are august) You ride your bike on the street. Your mom asked you to get groceries from the corner store. You grab the things on the shopping list, milk, cereal, eggs, bread, and some fruit. You decide to take the long way home, You begin drive past her house, you feel your heart stop. You feel the need to knock, you near her front door step, you knock. And she opens "its her." her voice sounded really hurt, she was talking to someone "August, you dated my boyfriend and i dont want pity"