I mean, how many teenagers really want to spend ‘quality time’ with their parents? I love her and all, but I would rather be spending time with Aiden and my friends.
Even with us arriving at school with only five minutes until the bell rang, Aiden’s usual parking space was still available. In the past, I’d been stumped as to why no one ever tried taking that spot, but I’ve got a pretty good idea it’s not a coincidence at all.
Aiden gave me a wicked grin, making me think that there was a whole lot more he could do than he had told me about.
We got out of the car and made our way towards our usual morning meeting point. From a distance I could only see Chrissy, Megan, and Ben. I was hoping that Chelsea’s tiny frame was hiding behind Ben’s bulky body, but by the way Chrissy was trying to flirt with him, I knew my best friend wasn’t there.
“Where’s Chelsea?” I blurted, a little more forceful than I’d intended.
They all turned to face me, but only Chrissy opened her mouth to speak. “Well, hello to you, too.” She sounded a bit put off by my abruptness. If it was anyone else, I may have felt bad, but this was Chrissy we were talking about. There wasn’t much that would make me feel sorry for her anymore.
“Just answer my question,” I snapped. “Has anyone seen Chelsea?” The sickness in my gut was getting heavier by the minute, and I really couldn’t deal with much more of Chrissy’s crap.
“No!” Chrissy snapped back.
“How often is she here on time anyway?” Megan said sweetly. She was obviously trying to defuse the tension building between Chrissy and me.
I really didn’t want to get into an argument. Actually, I kind of did, but I didn’t have time for it. I had to try to find Chelsea. “Look…” I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself before continuing. “I just really need to find her. Have any of you seen her?”
Megan and Chrissy were looking at me like I was high on something, but neither of them said anything.
“Has something happened?” Ben asked. He looked genuinely worried about why I was freaking out.
I didn’t want to worry him too, so I lied. “Oh, nothing, I just need to speak with her about something,” I said dismissively.
Ben still looked worried. “Are you sure everything is okay?”
I waved off his concern. “Everything is fine, really.”
Thankfully, the bell rang, saving me from any further questions, but I still hadn’t seen Chelsea.
As the others hurried off to class, Aiden pulled me into his arms, trying to ease the panic building up inside of me.
I buried my head in his chest, trying desperately not to shed the tears that were threatening to spill from my eyes. I didn’t know what I would’ve done if I didn’t have access to those feel-good endorphins he was sending my way. They were already releasing the fear that had gripped me only moments ago.
“You know, she could just be late,” he said, trying to ease my concerns.
“Yeah, maybe,” I agreed half-heartedly.
“But you don’t really think so, do you?”
He bent down and kissed the top of my head. “Are you sure you’re up for this?”
I leaned back enough so that I could look him in the eyes. “Yeah, I’ll be fine.”
I could tell he didn’t believe me by the way he was looking at me, but he accepted my decision to go to class nonetheless.
“Okay.” He bent down again and kissed me goodbye. “See you at lunch.”
“See you,” I called out as I hurried off to maths—what a start to the day. It was not one of my favourite subjects. Don’t get me wrong, I was good at it, I just found it mind-numbingly boring. I would spend most of the class letting my mind wander off. It used to annoy the hell out of Mr. Heithcliffe. He would try to catch me out by asking me a question about whatever he was discussing at the time, but I always knew the answer. It all came to me so clearly, like I had a photographic memory or whatever it was called. Until now, I’d
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