Mom said lingering at the door before coming in.
“ I’m up. Did you talk to Rachel yet?” I asked.
“No, she never answered.” Weird.
“I’ll talk to her at school then.”
“Are you mad because we’re leaving soon? Emily, you know we didn’t forget about your birthday. I wasn’t suppose to tell you but Declan and Scarlett are planning a party for you. Don’t say anything.”
I really thought they forgot. Well we have no money. I shouldn’t expect anything fancy. Not that I want it anyways. I hate gifts.
“Sure. My lips a re sealed.” I said kissing her cheek. “Mom, I’ll miss you guys.” She smiled and left my room. It’s times like this that I love. She doesn’t invade my privacy.
I got an email from Tiffany. Hey, I think you forgot about me. We need to talk about the party. Did you see what was on Facebook? We’ll talk at school. Are you trying to avoid me???? :(
I didn’t reply back. I g uess I am avoiding her. I don’t want to talk about the party. I never want to talk about the party. I stared at myself in the mirror for the longest time. My eyes don’t sparkle the way they use to. My hair is dull, my skin looks pale. I don’t look anything like me.
It wa s 7:50 when I went downstairs. I’m late for school but I don’t care. I called a taxi because there is no way I’m leaving this house by myself. He honked the horn and I hopped in the back. “Wilks Academy please. It’s on White Street.” I said numbly.
I hopped out of the cab five minutes later and walked up to the front door. I looked for my ID and couldn’t find it. Damn it. How did I leave it in the house?
Mrs. Bond waved good morning to me when I walked in.
“I forgot it again.” I said.
“Just get to class, Emily.” She said giving me a look.
I saw some students in the hall and as they passed by they fake coughed “slut” or “whore.” I kept walking and tried to ignore them.
Everyone seemed to notice how I was dressed. I didn’t dress to impress anyone so I can care less. I just came to tell Mrs. Diaz that I am going to move in with her and her husband and then I plan on ditching the rest of the day.
It bothered me when I didn’t see Bryan waiting at his locker for me. What’s that about? Maybe he’s doing to me what I did to him and Tiffany.
I got to class to find the first door locked. I went to the back door and walked in. The whole class stared at me. Alex turned around, found my eyes and smiled. It was a genuine smile but I didn’t return it. It would only fuel more rumors. That’s me. Getting other people involved in my shit. I looked for Mrs. Diaz but she wasn’t sitting at her desk like she regularly would.
I walked over to Tiffany’s desk. “Where is she?” I asked.
“First, why are you dressed like that? Second, we still need to talk about the party and third, she didn’t come in yet.” Tiffany said taking me in. Whoa. Why is she staring at me like that? “Are you okay? You don’t seem like…you.”
I gl anced up at the clock, 8:10 am. Mrs. Diaz is never late. As my eyes lowered, I saw bright green eyes staring back at me. I saw his brown hair just above his eyebrows and then I saw those lips that I use to catch myself staring at months ago. Zach was staring back at me. He’s not in my class but I guess since the teacher isn’t here, he decided to stay. He was talking to a few guys near by. “Where’s Bryan?” I asked.
“He didn’t come in either. I texted him but I guess he’s sleeping.”
I heard the whispers starting. It’s all getting to me now. It’s too much to handle. I don’t know why I came today. I stood up and started walking toward the front of the class.
As I walked by Zach’s friends, I tripped. I saw someone’s leg popping out of its desk but I was too late to react. I landed on Zach’s chair. Oh, for the love of God. He caught me by the arms and whispered, “If you wanted me so much, you could just ask.”
I looked up at him. Rage burning in
“ I’m up. Did you talk to Rachel yet?” I asked.
“No, she never answered.” Weird.
“I’ll talk to her at school then.”
“Are you mad because we’re leaving soon? Emily, you know we didn’t forget about your birthday. I wasn’t suppose to tell you but Declan and Scarlett are planning a party for you. Don’t say anything.”
I really thought they forgot. Well we have no money. I shouldn’t expect anything fancy. Not that I want it anyways. I hate gifts.
“Sure. My lips a re sealed.” I said kissing her cheek. “Mom, I’ll miss you guys.” She smiled and left my room. It’s times like this that I love. She doesn’t invade my privacy.
I got an email from Tiffany. Hey, I think you forgot about me. We need to talk about the party. Did you see what was on Facebook? We’ll talk at school. Are you trying to avoid me???? :(
I didn’t reply back. I g uess I am avoiding her. I don’t want to talk about the party. I never want to talk about the party. I stared at myself in the mirror for the longest time. My eyes don’t sparkle the way they use to. My hair is dull, my skin looks pale. I don’t look anything like me.
It wa s 7:50 when I went downstairs. I’m late for school but I don’t care. I called a taxi because there is no way I’m leaving this house by myself. He honked the horn and I hopped in the back. “Wilks Academy please. It’s on White Street.” I said numbly.
I hopped out of the cab five minutes later and walked up to the front door. I looked for my ID and couldn’t find it. Damn it. How did I leave it in the house?
Mrs. Bond waved good morning to me when I walked in.
“I forgot it again.” I said.
“Just get to class, Emily.” She said giving me a look.
I saw some students in the hall and as they passed by they fake coughed “slut” or “whore.” I kept walking and tried to ignore them.
Everyone seemed to notice how I was dressed. I didn’t dress to impress anyone so I can care less. I just came to tell Mrs. Diaz that I am going to move in with her and her husband and then I plan on ditching the rest of the day.
It bothered me when I didn’t see Bryan waiting at his locker for me. What’s that about? Maybe he’s doing to me what I did to him and Tiffany.
I got to class to find the first door locked. I went to the back door and walked in. The whole class stared at me. Alex turned around, found my eyes and smiled. It was a genuine smile but I didn’t return it. It would only fuel more rumors. That’s me. Getting other people involved in my shit. I looked for Mrs. Diaz but she wasn’t sitting at her desk like she regularly would.
I walked over to Tiffany’s desk. “Where is she?” I asked.
“First, why are you dressed like that? Second, we still need to talk about the party and third, she didn’t come in yet.” Tiffany said taking me in. Whoa. Why is she staring at me like that? “Are you okay? You don’t seem like…you.”
I gl anced up at the clock, 8:10 am. Mrs. Diaz is never late. As my eyes lowered, I saw bright green eyes staring back at me. I saw his brown hair just above his eyebrows and then I saw those lips that I use to catch myself staring at months ago. Zach was staring back at me. He’s not in my class but I guess since the teacher isn’t here, he decided to stay. He was talking to a few guys near by. “Where’s Bryan?” I asked.
“He didn’t come in either. I texted him but I guess he’s sleeping.”
I heard the whispers starting. It’s all getting to me now. It’s too much to handle. I don’t know why I came today. I stood up and started walking toward the front of the class.
As I walked by Zach’s friends, I tripped. I saw someone’s leg popping out of its desk but I was too late to react. I landed on Zach’s chair. Oh, for the love of God. He caught me by the arms and whispered, “If you wanted me so much, you could just ask.”
I looked up at him. Rage burning in
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