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The door Mattie had nearly ripped off its hinges seconds before squeaked when it opened again. Sam peeked into the room, obviously sensing something was off. She froze when she saw us on the floor, wide eyed with worry that something was wrong.
“What’s wrong?” Sam bit her lip and looked from Mattie’s tear stained face to mine.
Mattie nodded her head toward a chair and Sam walked in, closing the door immediately behind her. I pulled myself off the floor, sprawling again on my bed, the pile of money left on the floor.
“So, what did I miss?” Sam made her way to the mini fridge, stepping over the huge suitcase Mattie had packed before she left for her English final that morning. After popping open a Diet Coke, she sat cross-legged in a chair.
“Faye’s parents are going on a Mediterranean cruise without her and I failed English,” Mattie recapped in a bored way, looking in her mirror to wipe away streaked mascara and straightened her bangs.
“What’s Christmas without a little drama? Honestly? I’d rather spend three weeks on a desert island than with my family.” Sam rolled her eyes as she bent the pop-top of her coke can back and forth until it broke off. “Where are you going to go?” She asked me.
“I guess I’m staying here.”
“No, you’re not. You’re coming home with me.” Sam squealed, leaping off the chair and dancing excitedly over to my bed.
The thought of spending three weeks with Sam’s father digging for information was worse than spending it in solitude at St. Anne’s.
“Um, no offense, but I would rather suffer in solitude here than spend three weeks with the owner of Scoop! Magazine.”
“You and me both.” Sam rolled her eyes. “I would stay with you, but I haven’t seen my little brother in forever and I really miss him.”
“I would love to go see Rose and Phin, but I don’t think that’s enough to get me a ticket,” I said looking at the pile of money on the floor. I hadn’t bothered to count it, but a last minute international flight would be thousands of dollars, and there’s no way my parents felt that guilty over abandoning me.
“Um, do you see my cell phone?” Mattie suddenly asked, rushing around the room. “I need to make a phone call and then I’m ready to leave Sam, promise.”
A second later she found it under her book bag, where she had apparently slung it in her earlier fit of rage and headed out the door.
“You’re completely packed?” Sam called after her. Mattie was flying to meet her mother somewhere and Sam was driving down to her father’s home in southern California. “You’ll never make your flight if we don’t leave soon,” Sam called to her back as she ducked out the door. Mattie had already dialed the number and had the phone to her ear when she poked her head back in the doorway.
“It’ll be fine. The only perk to having a flight attendant mother is that I can fly whenever, wherever…” she smiled and closed the door behind her.
“Faye please come home with me. I promise my dad won’t bother you. I’ll kill him if he even tries. Pinkie swear,” Sam pleaded with her best puppy-dog expression, but I wasn’t about to walk into that snake pit.
“I honestly don’t mind. I’ve always kinda liked being alone. That’s sad, huh?” I stooped to retrieve the pile of money and tucked it safely away in a drawer. The truth was, I had my own plans for break. The kind of plans I couldn’t share with the world.
“No, not really. I understand. I just hate the thought of you being here all alone. I can only imagine how awful this place is without us around to make it bearable.” Sam gave me one last pleading look, but I shook my head again.
The next second Mattie burst back through the door looking as if she were plotting to take over the world. I narrowed my eyes, easily recognizing when my roommate was up to something.
“What’s going on?” I asked
The door Mattie had nearly ripped off its hinges seconds before squeaked when it opened again. Sam peeked into the room, obviously sensing something was off. She froze when she saw us on the floor, wide eyed with worry that something was wrong.
“What’s wrong?” Sam bit her lip and looked from Mattie’s tear stained face to mine.
Mattie nodded her head toward a chair and Sam walked in, closing the door immediately behind her. I pulled myself off the floor, sprawling again on my bed, the pile of money left on the floor.
“So, what did I miss?” Sam made her way to the mini fridge, stepping over the huge suitcase Mattie had packed before she left for her English final that morning. After popping open a Diet Coke, she sat cross-legged in a chair.
“Faye’s parents are going on a Mediterranean cruise without her and I failed English,” Mattie recapped in a bored way, looking in her mirror to wipe away streaked mascara and straightened her bangs.
“What’s Christmas without a little drama? Honestly? I’d rather spend three weeks on a desert island than with my family.” Sam rolled her eyes as she bent the pop-top of her coke can back and forth until it broke off. “Where are you going to go?” She asked me.
“I guess I’m staying here.”
“No, you’re not. You’re coming home with me.” Sam squealed, leaping off the chair and dancing excitedly over to my bed.
The thought of spending three weeks with Sam’s father digging for information was worse than spending it in solitude at St. Anne’s.
“Um, no offense, but I would rather suffer in solitude here than spend three weeks with the owner of Scoop! Magazine.”
“You and me both.” Sam rolled her eyes. “I would stay with you, but I haven’t seen my little brother in forever and I really miss him.”
“I would love to go see Rose and Phin, but I don’t think that’s enough to get me a ticket,” I said looking at the pile of money on the floor. I hadn’t bothered to count it, but a last minute international flight would be thousands of dollars, and there’s no way my parents felt that guilty over abandoning me.
“Um, do you see my cell phone?” Mattie suddenly asked, rushing around the room. “I need to make a phone call and then I’m ready to leave Sam, promise.”
A second later she found it under her book bag, where she had apparently slung it in her earlier fit of rage and headed out the door.
“You’re completely packed?” Sam called after her. Mattie was flying to meet her mother somewhere and Sam was driving down to her father’s home in southern California. “You’ll never make your flight if we don’t leave soon,” Sam called to her back as she ducked out the door. Mattie had already dialed the number and had the phone to her ear when she poked her head back in the doorway.
“It’ll be fine. The only perk to having a flight attendant mother is that I can fly whenever, wherever…” she smiled and closed the door behind her.
“Faye please come home with me. I promise my dad won’t bother you. I’ll kill him if he even tries. Pinkie swear,” Sam pleaded with her best puppy-dog expression, but I wasn’t about to walk into that snake pit.
“I honestly don’t mind. I’ve always kinda liked being alone. That’s sad, huh?” I stooped to retrieve the pile of money and tucked it safely away in a drawer. The truth was, I had my own plans for break. The kind of plans I couldn’t share with the world.
“No, not really. I understand. I just hate the thought of you being here all alone. I can only imagine how awful this place is without us around to make it bearable.” Sam gave me one last pleading look, but I shook my head again.
The next second Mattie burst back through the door looking as if she were plotting to take over the world. I narrowed my eyes, easily recognizing when my roommate was up to something.
“What’s going on?” I asked
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