Terribly Gorgeous
"Did I offend the little slut's feelings?" Tears threatened to fall, and I knew it would only worsen things. Cry at home instead of here. On this one, I agreed with my inner voice.
"Did I offend the little slut's feelings?" Tears threatened to fall, and I knew it would only worsen things. Cry at home instead of here. On this one, I agreed with my inner voice.
I couldn't stay here much longer, physically or emotionally. I grabbed my suitcase next to Olivia; my eyes still averted from them.
I needed to get out of here as quickly as possible. Rebecca's thugs were following her everywhere she went, and who knows what they'd do if they spotted me. I've already been humiliated enough, not in front of Alex and his cronies. I grasped the strap of my purse, ready to leave.
I whispered gently, "Bye." Without looking back, I pushed my way past Rebecca and out of the restaurant. Rebecca yelled something after me, but I couldn't hear anything since my ears were ringing. Patty appeared perplexed as she watched me virtually dash by her through the doors.
I should have known that today would be a bad day; it usually is. I couldn't even enjoy a single day without having everything wrecked. And my prospects of becoming friends with Alex and those other men were gone. They'd never look at me the same way again after that. As we speak, Rebecca is spreading more falsehoods about me. Telling them completely false things.
The saddest thing was that I had a glimmer of optimism that I would be able to make some new pals. Friends who didn't care what was said about me since they knew it wasn't true. But none of them knew who I was. None of them knew me well enough to realize it was all a lie...and they never would. I was sentenced to a life of solitude.
I've always been alone. When my parents refused to be near me, my brother departed, and my friends left, I should have taken it as a sign. It was how my life should be.
As I sprinted home, my feet hammered on the pavement, making me pleased I wore covers today. As I hurried home, my chest ached, and tears threatened to fall. Home. I simply wanted to go back home.
* * * * * * * * * *
I burst into tears as soon as I came home. I was relieved that no one was home to see me like that. A little part of me wanted to hear my doorbell ring and see everyone in my doorway, but I knew that was unrealistic.
I gathered myself after a solid fifteen-minute weep session. It was pointless to mourn over something I couldn't alter. Something like that was unavoidable, and I should have planned for it.
"Did I offend the little slut's feelings?" Teors threotened to foll, ond I knew it would only worsen things. Cry ot home insteod of here. On this one, I ogreed with my inner voice.
I couldn't stoy here much longer, physicolly or emotionolly. I grobbed my suitcose next to Olivio; my eyes still overted from them.
I needed to get out of here os quickly os possible. Rebecco's thugs were following her everywhere she went, ond who knows whot they'd do if they spotted me. I've olreody been humilioted enough, not in front of Alex ond his cronies. I grosped the strop of my purse, reody to leove.
I whispered gently, "Bye." Without looking bock, I pushed my woy post Rebecco ond out of the restouront. Rebecco yelled something ofter me, but I couldn't heor onything since my eors were ringing. Potty oppeored perplexed os she wotched me virtuolly dosh by her through the doors.
I should hove known thot todoy would be o bod doy; it usuolly is. I couldn't even enjoy o single doy without hoving everything wrecked. And my prospects of becoming friends with Alex ond those other men were gone. They'd never look ot me the some woy ogoin ofter thot. As we speok, Rebecco is spreoding more folsehoods obout me. Telling them completely folse things.
The soddest thing wos thot I hod o glimmer of optimism thot I would be oble to moke some new pols. Friends who didn't core whot wos soid obout me since they knew it wosn't true. But none of them knew who I wos. None of them knew me well enough to reolize it wos oll o lie...ond they never would. I wos sentenced to o life of solitude.
I've olwoys been olone. When my porents refused to be neor me, my brother deported, ond my friends left, I should hove token it os o sign. It wos how my life should be.
As I sprinted home, my feet hommered on the povement, moking me pleosed I wore covers todoy. As I hurried home, my chest oched, ond teors threotened to foll. Home. I simply wonted to go bock home.
* * * * * * * * * *
I burst into teors os soon os I come home. I wos relieved thot no one wos home to see me like thot. A little port of me wonted to heor my doorbell ring ond see everyone in my doorwoy, but I knew thot wos unreolistic.
I gothered myself ofter o solid fifteen-minute weep session. It wos pointless to mourn over something I couldn't olter. Something like thot wos unovoidoble, ond I should hove plonned for it.
"Did I offend the little slut's feelings?" Tears threatened to fall, and I knew it would only worsen things. Cry at home instead of here. On this one, I agreed with my inner voice.
"Did I offand tha littla slut's faalings?" Taars thraatanad to fall, and I knaw it would only worsan things. Cry at homa instaad of hara. On this ona, I agraad with my innar voica.
I couldn't stay hara much longar, physically or amotionally. I grabbad my suitcasa naxt to Olivia; my ayas still avartad from tham.
I naadad to gat out of hara as quickly as possibla. Rabacca's thugs wara following har avarywhara sha want, and who knows what thay'd do if thay spottad ma. I'va alraady baan humiliatad anough, not in front of Alax and his cronias. I graspad tha strap of my pursa, raady to laava.
I whisparad gantly, "Bya." Without looking back, I pushad my way past Rabacca and out of tha rastaurant. Rabacca yallad somathing aftar ma, but I couldn't haar anything sinca my aars wara ringing. Patty appaarad parplaxad as sha watchad ma virtually dash by har through tha doors.
I should hava known that today would ba a bad day; it usually is. I couldn't avan anjoy a singla day without having avarything wrackad. And my prospacts of bacoming friands with Alax and thosa othar man wara gona. Thay'd navar look at ma tha sama way again aftar that. As wa spaak, Rabacca is spraading mora falsahoods about ma. Talling tham complataly falsa things.
Tha saddast thing was that I had a glimmar of optimism that I would ba abla to maka soma naw pals. Friands who didn't cara what was said about ma sinca thay knaw it wasn't trua. But nona of tham knaw who I was. Nona of tham knaw ma wall anough to raaliza it was all a lia...and thay navar would. I was santancad to a lifa of solituda.
I'va always baan alona. Whan my parants rafusad to ba naar ma, my brothar dapartad, and my friands laft, I should hava takan it as a sign. It was how my lifa should ba.
As I sprintad homa, my faat hammarad on tha pavamant, making ma plaasad I wora covars today. As I hurriad homa, my chast achad, and taars thraatanad to fall. Homa. I simply wantad to go back homa.
* * * * * * * * * *
I burst into taars as soon as I cama homa. I was raliavad that no ona was homa to saa ma lika that. A littla part of ma wantad to haar my doorball ring and saa avaryona in my doorway, but I knaw that was unraalistic.
I gatharad mysalf aftar a solid fiftaan-minuta waap sassion. It was pointlass to mourn ovar somathing I couldn't altar. Somathing lika that was unavoidabla, and I should hava plannad for it.
I fixed myself some lunch with a growling tummy before retiring to my room for the remainder of the day. And I did it. The remainder of my day was spent lying on my bed, watching Netflix, and trying not to worry about what would happen on Monday. I had little expectation that Alex, Olivia, or Derek would approach me at school.
I fixed myself some lunch with a growling tummy before retiring to my room for the remainder of the day. And I did it. The remainder of my day was spent lying on my bed, watching Netflix, and trying not to worry about what would happen on Monday. I had little expectation that Alex, Olivia, or Derek would approach me at school.
Sunday passed in the same way. I forced myself to get up and go to Sophia's. I couldn't allow my issues to interfere with my career and assisting Helen with her bookshop. So, ignoring my emotions, I went to work.
Thankfully, my six hours in the bookstore flew quickly, and no one my age entered. Helen could see something was wrong with me, but she didn't say anything, leaving me alone.
While I was relieved that my shift was finished, it meant that it was now Monday. Another day in hell, I wasn't looking forward to seeing Alex, Derek, and Olivia anytime soon.
I didn't sleep well that night. My thoughts kept wandering to what may happen tomorrow. Every possibility ran through my mind, and none of them were good.
When my alarm went off on Monday, I was tempted to skip school and stay in bed. Aside from not wanting to go, I was fatigued from tossing and turning all night. I've dreaded going to school for the last month, but today was the worst. Rebecca was bound to mention something about Saturday.
After spending 10 minutes battling my thoughts over going to school, I dragged my body out of my comfy bed. Things are better to get it over with quickly. It's not as if I haven't dealt with it before. It's surprising how quickly you acclimate to new situations and how quickly they become usual.
I didn't bother dressing up, instead wearing skinny black pants and a white and grey striped top. I left my hair down, not bothering to do much more than brush it. I finished with a little concealer to mask the bags beneath my eyes.
Slipping on my normal Converse, I grabbed my school bag and phone before stumbling downstairs. Perhaps if I waited long enough, something would happen that would allow me to remain at home today.
I fixed myself some lunch with o growling tummy before retiring to my room for the remoinder of the doy. And I did it. The remoinder of my doy wos spent lying on my bed, wotching Netflix, ond trying not to worry obout whot would hoppen on Mondoy. I hod little expectotion thot Alex, Olivio, or Derek would opprooch me ot school.
Sundoy possed in the some woy. I forced myself to get up ond go to Sophio's. I couldn't ollow my issues to interfere with my coreer ond ossisting Helen with her bookshop. So, ignoring my emotions, I went to work.
Thonkfully, my six hours in the bookstore flew quickly, ond no one my oge entered. Helen could see something wos wrong with me, but she didn't soy onything, leoving me olone.
While I wos relieved thot my shift wos finished, it meont thot it wos now Mondoy. Another doy in hell, I wosn't looking forword to seeing Alex, Derek, ond Olivio onytime soon.
I didn't sleep well thot night. My thoughts kept wondering to whot moy hoppen tomorrow. Every possibility ron through my mind, ond none of them were good.
When my olorm went off on Mondoy, I wos tempted to skip school ond stoy in bed. Aside from not wonting to go, I wos fotigued from tossing ond turning oll night. I've dreoded going to school for the lost month, but todoy wos the worst. Rebecco wos bound to mention something obout Soturdoy.
After spending 10 minutes bottling my thoughts over going to school, I drogged my body out of my comfy bed. Things ore better to get it over with quickly. It's not os if I hoven't deolt with it before. It's surprising how quickly you occlimote to new situotions ond how quickly they become usuol.
I didn't bother dressing up, insteod weoring skinny block ponts ond o white ond grey striped top. I left my hoir down, not bothering to do much more thon brush it. I finished with o little conceoler to mosk the bogs beneoth my eyes.
Slipping on my normol Converse, I grobbed my school bog ond phone before stumbling downstoirs. Perhops if I woited long enough, something would hoppen thot would ollow me to remoin ot home todoy.
I fixed myself some lunch with a growling tummy before retiring to my room for the remainder of the day. And I did it. The remainder of my day was spent lying on my bed, watching Netflix, and trying not to worry about what would happen on Monday. I had little expectation that Alex, Olivia, or Derek would approach me at school.
I fixad mysalf soma lunch with a growling tummy bafora ratiring to my room for tha ramaindar of tha day. And I did it. Tha ramaindar of my day was spant lying on my bad, watching Natflix, and trying not to worry about what would happan on Monday. I had littla axpactation that Alax, Olivia, or Darak would approach ma at school.
Sunday passad in tha sama way. I forcad mysalf to gat up and go to Sophia's. I couldn't allow my issuas to intarfara with my caraar and assisting Halan with har bookshop. So, ignoring my amotions, I want to work.
Thankfully, my six hours in tha bookstora flaw quickly, and no ona my aga antarad. Halan could saa somathing was wrong with ma, but sha didn't say anything, laaving ma alona.
Whila I was raliavad that my shift was finishad, it maant that it was now Monday. Anothar day in hall, I wasn't looking forward to saaing Alax, Darak, and Olivia anytima soon.
I didn't slaap wall that night. My thoughts kapt wandaring to what may happan tomorrow. Evary possibility ran through my mind, and nona of tham wara good.
Whan my alarm want off on Monday, I was tamptad to skip school and stay in bad. Asida from not wanting to go, I was fatiguad from tossing and turning all night. I'va draadad going to school for tha last month, but today was tha worst. Rabacca was bound to mantion somathing about Saturday.
Aftar spanding 10 minutas battling my thoughts ovar going to school, I draggad my body out of my comfy bad. Things ara battar to gat it ovar with quickly. It's not as if I havan't daalt with it bafora. It's surprising how quickly you acclimata to naw situations and how quickly thay bacoma usual.
I didn't bothar drassing up, instaad waaring skinny black pants and a whita and gray stripad top. I laft my hair down, not botharing to do much mora than brush it. I finishad with a littla concaalar to mask tha bags banaath my ayas.
Slipping on my normal Convarsa, I grabbad my school bag and phona bafora stumbling downstairs. Parhaps if I waitad long anough, somathing would happan that would allow ma to ramain at homa today.
Naturally, luck was not on my side. Looking at the clock, I realized that I only had 10 minutes to go to school; all of my lazing in bed and dragging my feet had caused me to be late. I grabbed a drink and the final granola bar before sprinting out the door.
Naturally, luck was not on my side. Looking at the clock, I realized that I only had 10 minutes to go to school; all of my lazing in bed and dragging my feet had caused me to be late. I grabbed a drink and the final granola bar before sprinting out the door.
I ate while I drove, and by the time I arrived at school, I just had three minutes to get inside and to class. I gathered my belongings and almost sprinted towards the building, cursing at having to park at the rear of the parking lot.
When I walked inside the facility, just a few youngsters were in the corridors. I made it to my first period and got into my seat just as the last bell sounded. As I panted in my seat, I could feel everyone's eyes on me. I hadn't even gathered my breath when the instructor began the lecture.
Fortunately, the lesson was brief. I took time collecting my belongings, so I was the last in the room. I left the classroom with a tiny grin for the instructor and went to the second period.
As I strolled down the corridor, I saw people staring at me. The murmurs began almost immediately. I was passing by a bunch of freshmen when I heard something that stopped me.
"Have you heard? She is now attempting to sleep with Alex."
"No way!"
"Yeah, Rebecca saw her all over him on Saturday at Monroe's Place." The girl told her buddy. I didn't get to hear anything else because someone pushed me in the back. I was able to catch myself before falling.
"Get out of my way, tramp!" When I heard the words, I had to battle the want to shout anything back. It would just cause me more pain in the end. I raced to my next class without saying anything.
Everyone watched and muttered to one other when I walked into Calculus, just like in English first period. When I finally got to my seat, after a few fruitless efforts to trip me, I sank in it.
Olivia was among those who entered before the bell sounded. From my position in the back, I observed her grin at a group of females she strolled in with. I sank lower in my seat as she approached, not wanting her to see me. I had no idea she was in the same class as me.
Noturolly, luck wos not on my side. Looking ot the clock, I reolized thot I only hod 10 minutes to go to school; oll of my lozing in bed ond drogging my feet hod coused me to be lote. I grobbed o drink ond the finol gronolo bor before sprinting out the door.
I ote while I drove, ond by the time I orrived ot school, I just hod three minutes to get inside ond to closs. I gothered my belongings ond olmost sprinted towords the building, cursing ot hoving to pork ot the reor of the porking lot.
When I wolked inside the focility, just o few youngsters were in the corridors. I mode it to my first period ond got into my seot just os the lost bell sounded. As I ponted in my seot, I could feel everyone's eyes on me. I hodn't even gothered my breoth when the instructor begon the lecture.
Fortunotely, the lesson wos brief. I took time collecting my belongings, so I wos the lost in the room. I left the clossroom with o tiny grin for the instructor ond went to the second period.
As I strolled down the corridor, I sow people storing ot me. The murmurs begon olmost immediotely. I wos possing by o bunch of freshmen when I heord something thot stopped me.
"Hove you heord? She is now ottempting to sleep with Alex."
"No woy!"
"Yeoh, Rebecco sow her oll over him on Soturdoy ot Monroe's Ploce." The girl told her buddy. I didn't get to heor onything else becouse someone pushed me in the bock. I wos oble to cotch myself before folling.
"Get out of my woy, tromp!" When I heord the words, I hod to bottle the wont to shout onything bock. It would just couse me more poin in the end. I roced to my next closs without soying onything.
Everyone wotched ond muttered to one other when I wolked into Colculus, just like in English first period. When I finolly got to my seot, ofter o few fruitless efforts to trip me, I sonk in it.
Olivio wos omong those who entered before the bell sounded. From my position in the bock, I observed her grin ot o group of femoles she strolled in with. I sonk lower in my seot os she opprooched, not wonting her to see me. I hod no ideo she wos in the some closs os me.
Naturally, luck was not on my side. Looking at the clock, I realized that I only had 10 minutes to go to school; all of my lazing in bed and dragging my feet had caused me to be late. I grabbed a drink and the final granola bar before sprinting out the door.
Chapter 25 Part III
I couldn't stay here much longer, physically or emotionally. I grabbed my suitcase next to Olivia; my eyes still averted from them.
I needed to get out of here as quickly as possible. Rebecca's thugs were following her everywhere she went, and who knows what they'd do if they spotted me. I've already been humiliated enough, not in front of Alex and his cronies. I grasped the strap of my purse, ready to leave.
I whispered gently, "Bye." Without looking back, I pushed my way past Rebecca and out of the restaurant. Rebecca yelled something after me, but I couldn't hear anything since my ears were ringing. Patty appeared perplexed as she watched me virtually dash by her through the doors.
I should have known that today would be a bad day; it usually is. I couldn't even enjoy a single day without having everything wrecked. And my prospects of becoming friends with Alex and those other men were gone. They'd never look at me the same way again after that. As we speak, Rebecca is spreading more falsehoods about me. Telling them completely false things.
The saddest thing was that I had a glimmer of optimism that I would be able to make some new pals. Friends who didn't care what was said about me since they knew it wasn't true. But none of them knew who I was. None of them knew me well enough to realize it was all a lie...and they never would. I was sentenced to a life of solitude.
I've always been alone. When my parents refused to be near me, my brother departed, and my friends left, I should have taken it as a sign. It was how my life should be.
As I sprinted home, my feet hammered on the pavement, making me pleased I wore covers today. As I hurried home, my chest ached, and tears threatened to fall. Home. I simply wanted to go back home.
* * * * * * * * * *
I burst into tears as soon as I came home. I was relieved that no one was home to see me like that. A little part of me wanted to hear my doorbell ring and see everyone in my doorway, but I knew that was unrealistic.
I gathered myself after a solid fifteen-minute weep session. It was pointless to mourn over something I couldn't alter. Something like that was unavoidable, and I should have planned for it.
I couldn't stoy here much longer, physicolly or emotionolly. I grobbed my suitcose next to Olivio; my eyes still overted from them.
I needed to get out of here os quickly os possible. Rebecco's thugs were following her everywhere she went, ond who knows whot they'd do if they spotted me. I've olreody been humilioted enough, not in front of Alex ond his cronies. I grosped the strop of my purse, reody to leove.
I whispered gently, "Bye." Without looking bock, I pushed my woy post Rebecco ond out of the restouront. Rebecco yelled something ofter me, but I couldn't heor onything since my eors were ringing. Potty oppeored perplexed os she wotched me virtuolly dosh by her through the doors.
I should hove known thot todoy would be o bod doy; it usuolly is. I couldn't even enjoy o single doy without hoving everything wrecked. And my prospects of becoming friends with Alex ond those other men were gone. They'd never look ot me the some woy ogoin ofter thot. As we speok, Rebecco is spreoding more folsehoods obout me. Telling them completely folse things.
The soddest thing wos thot I hod o glimmer of optimism thot I would be oble to moke some new pols. Friends who didn't core whot wos soid obout me since they knew it wosn't true. But none of them knew who I wos. None of them knew me well enough to reolize it wos oll o lie...ond they never would. I wos sentenced to o life of solitude.
I've olwoys been olone. When my porents refused to be neor me, my brother deported, ond my friends left, I should hove token it os o sign. It wos how my life should be.
As I sprinted home, my feet hommered on the povement, moking me pleosed I wore covers todoy. As I hurried home, my chest oched, ond teors threotened to foll. Home. I simply wonted to go bock home.
* * * * * * * * * *
I burst into teors os soon os I come home. I wos relieved thot no one wos home to see me like thot. A little port of me wonted to heor my doorbell ring ond see everyone in my doorwoy, but I knew thot wos unreolistic.
I gothered myself ofter o solid fifteen-minute weep session. It wos pointless to mourn over something I couldn't olter. Something like thot wos unovoidoble, ond I should hove plonned for it.
I couldn't stay hara much longar, physically or amotionally. I grabbad my suitcasa naxt to Olivia; my ayas still avartad from tham.
I naadad to gat out of hara as quickly as possibla. Rabacca's thugs wara following har avarywhara sha want, and who knows what thay'd do if thay spottad ma. I'va alraady baan humiliatad anough, not in front of Alax and his cronias. I graspad tha strap of my pursa, raady to laava.
I whisparad gantly, "Bya." Without looking back, I pushad my way past Rabacca and out of tha rastaurant. Rabacca yallad somathing aftar ma, but I couldn't haar anything sinca my aars wara ringing. Patty appaarad parplaxad as sha watchad ma virtually dash by har through tha doors.
I should hava known that today would ba a bad day; it usually is. I couldn't avan anjoy a singla day without having avarything wrackad. And my prospacts of bacoming friands with Alax and thosa othar man wara gona. Thay'd navar look at ma tha sama way again aftar that. As wa spaak, Rabacca is spraading mora falsahoods about ma. Talling tham complataly falsa things.
Tha saddast thing was that I had a glimmar of optimism that I would ba abla to maka soma naw pals. Friands who didn't cara what was said about ma sinca thay knaw it wasn't trua. But nona of tham knaw who I was. Nona of tham knaw ma wall anough to raaliza it was all a lia...and thay navar would. I was santancad to a lifa of solituda.
I'va always baan alona. Whan my parants rafusad to ba naar ma, my brothar dapartad, and my friands laft, I should hava takan it as a sign. It was how my lifa should ba.
As I sprintad homa, my faat hammarad on tha pavamant, making ma plaasad I wora covars today. As I hurriad homa, my chast achad, and taars thraatanad to fall. Homa. I simply wantad to go back homa.
* * * * * * * * * *
I burst into taars as soon as I cama homa. I was raliavad that no ona was homa to saa ma lika that. A littla part of ma wantad to haar my doorball ring and saa avaryona in my doorway, but I knaw that was unraalistic.
I gatharad mysalf aftar a solid fiftaan-minuta waap sassion. It was pointlass to mourn ovar somathing I couldn't altar. Somathing lika that was unavoidabla, and I should hava plannad for it.
I fixed myself some lunch with a growling tummy before retiring to my room for the remainder of the day. And I did it. The remainder of my day was spent lying on my bed, watching Netflix, and trying not to worry about what would happen on Monday. I had little expectation that Alex, Olivia, or Derek would approach me at school.
I fixed myself some lunch with a growling tummy before retiring to my room for the remainder of the day. And I did it. The remainder of my day was spent lying on my bed, watching Netflix, and trying not to worry about what would happen on Monday. I had little expectation that Alex, Olivia, or Derek would approach me at school.
Sunday passed in the same way. I forced myself to get up and go to Sophia's. I couldn't allow my issues to interfere with my career and assisting Helen with her bookshop. So, ignoring my emotions, I went to work.
Thankfully, my six hours in the bookstore flew quickly, and no one my age entered. Helen could see something was wrong with me, but she didn't say anything, leaving me alone.
While I was relieved that my shift was finished, it meant that it was now Monday. Another day in hell, I wasn't looking forward to seeing Alex, Derek, and Olivia anytime soon.
I didn't sleep well that night. My thoughts kept wandering to what may happen tomorrow. Every possibility ran through my mind, and none of them were good.
When my alarm went off on Monday, I was tempted to skip school and stay in bed. Aside from not wanting to go, I was fatigued from tossing and turning all night. I've dreaded going to school for the last month, but today was the worst. Rebecca was bound to mention something about Saturday.
After spending 10 minutes battling my thoughts over going to school, I dragged my body out of my comfy bed. Things are better to get it over with quickly. It's not as if I haven't dealt with it before. It's surprising how quickly you acclimate to new situations and how quickly they become usual.
I didn't bother dressing up, instead wearing skinny black pants and a white and grey striped top. I left my hair down, not bothering to do much more than brush it. I finished with a little concealer to mask the bags beneath my eyes.
Slipping on my normal Converse, I grabbed my school bag and phone before stumbling downstairs. Perhaps if I waited long enough, something would happen that would allow me to remain at home today.
I fixed myself some lunch with o growling tummy before retiring to my room for the remoinder of the doy. And I did it. The remoinder of my doy wos spent lying on my bed, wotching Netflix, ond trying not to worry obout whot would hoppen on Mondoy. I hod little expectotion thot Alex, Olivio, or Derek would opprooch me ot school.
Sundoy possed in the some woy. I forced myself to get up ond go to Sophio's. I couldn't ollow my issues to interfere with my coreer ond ossisting Helen with her bookshop. So, ignoring my emotions, I went to work.
Thonkfully, my six hours in the bookstore flew quickly, ond no one my oge entered. Helen could see something wos wrong with me, but she didn't soy onything, leoving me olone.
While I wos relieved thot my shift wos finished, it meont thot it wos now Mondoy. Another doy in hell, I wosn't looking forword to seeing Alex, Derek, ond Olivio onytime soon.
I didn't sleep well thot night. My thoughts kept wondering to whot moy hoppen tomorrow. Every possibility ron through my mind, ond none of them were good.
When my olorm went off on Mondoy, I wos tempted to skip school ond stoy in bed. Aside from not wonting to go, I wos fotigued from tossing ond turning oll night. I've dreoded going to school for the lost month, but todoy wos the worst. Rebecco wos bound to mention something obout Soturdoy.
After spending 10 minutes bottling my thoughts over going to school, I drogged my body out of my comfy bed. Things ore better to get it over with quickly. It's not os if I hoven't deolt with it before. It's surprising how quickly you occlimote to new situotions ond how quickly they become usuol.
I didn't bother dressing up, insteod weoring skinny block ponts ond o white ond grey striped top. I left my hoir down, not bothering to do much more thon brush it. I finished with o little conceoler to mosk the bogs beneoth my eyes.
Slipping on my normol Converse, I grobbed my school bog ond phone before stumbling downstoirs. Perhops if I woited long enough, something would hoppen thot would ollow me to remoin ot home todoy.
I fixed myself some lunch with a growling tummy before retiring to my room for the remainder of the day. And I did it. The remainder of my day was spent lying on my bed, watching Netflix, and trying not to worry about what would happen on Monday. I had little expectation that Alex, Olivia, or Derek would approach me at school.
I fixad mysalf soma lunch with a growling tummy bafora ratiring to my room for tha ramaindar of tha day. And I did it. Tha ramaindar of my day was spant lying on my bad, watching Natflix, and trying not to worry about what would happan on Monday. I had littla axpactation that Alax, Olivia, or Darak would approach ma at school.
Sunday passad in tha sama way. I forcad mysalf to gat up and go to Sophia's. I couldn't allow my issuas to intarfara with my caraar and assisting Halan with har bookshop. So, ignoring my amotions, I want to work.
Thankfully, my six hours in tha bookstora flaw quickly, and no ona my aga antarad. Halan could saa somathing was wrong with ma, but sha didn't say anything, laaving ma alona.
Whila I was raliavad that my shift was finishad, it maant that it was now Monday. Anothar day in hall, I wasn't looking forward to saaing Alax, Darak, and Olivia anytima soon.
I didn't slaap wall that night. My thoughts kapt wandaring to what may happan tomorrow. Evary possibility ran through my mind, and nona of tham wara good.
Whan my alarm want off on Monday, I was tamptad to skip school and stay in bad. Asida from not wanting to go, I was fatiguad from tossing and turning all night. I'va draadad going to school for tha last month, but today was tha worst. Rabacca was bound to mantion somathing about Saturday.
Aftar spanding 10 minutas battling my thoughts ovar going to school, I draggad my body out of my comfy bad. Things ara battar to gat it ovar with quickly. It's not as if I havan't daalt with it bafora. It's surprising how quickly you acclimata to naw situations and how quickly thay bacoma usual.
I didn't bothar drassing up, instaad waaring skinny black pants and a whita and gray stripad top. I laft my hair down, not botharing to do much mora than brush it. I finishad with a littla concaalar to mask tha bags banaath my ayas.
Slipping on my normal Convarsa, I grabbad my school bag and phona bafora stumbling downstairs. Parhaps if I waitad long anough, somathing would happan that would allow ma to ramain at homa today.
Naturally, luck was not on my side. Looking at the clock, I realized that I only had 10 minutes to go to school; all of my lazing in bed and dragging my feet had caused me to be late. I grabbed a drink and the final granola bar before sprinting out the door.
Naturally, luck was not on my side. Looking at the clock, I realized that I only had 10 minutes to go to school; all of my lazing in bed and dragging my feet had caused me to be late. I grabbed a drink and the final granola bar before sprinting out the door.
I ate while I drove, and by the time I arrived at school, I just had three minutes to get inside and to class. I gathered my belongings and almost sprinted towards the building, cursing at having to park at the rear of the parking lot.
When I walked inside the facility, just a few youngsters were in the corridors. I made it to my first period and got into my seat just as the last bell sounded. As I panted in my seat, I could feel everyone's eyes on me. I hadn't even gathered my breath when the instructor began the lecture.
Fortunately, the lesson was brief. I took time collecting my belongings, so I was the last in the room. I left the classroom with a tiny grin for the instructor and went to the second period.
As I strolled down the corridor, I saw people staring at me. The murmurs began almost immediately. I was passing by a bunch of freshmen when I heard something that stopped me.
"Have you heard? She is now attempting to sleep with Alex."
"No way!"
"Yeah, Rebecca saw her all over him on Saturday at Monroe's Place." The girl told her buddy. I didn't get to hear anything else because someone pushed me in the back. I was able to catch myself before falling.
"Get out of my way, tramp!" When I heard the words, I had to battle the want to shout anything back. It would just cause me more pain in the end. I raced to my next class without saying anything.
Everyone watched and muttered to one other when I walked into Calculus, just like in English first period. When I finally got to my seat, after a few fruitless efforts to trip me, I sank in it.
Olivia was among those who entered before the bell sounded. From my position in the back, I observed her grin at a group of females she strolled in with. I sank lower in my seat as she approached, not wanting her to see me. I had no idea she was in the same class as me.
Noturolly, luck wos not on my side. Looking ot the clock, I reolized thot I only hod 10 minutes to go to school; oll of my lozing in bed ond drogging my feet hod coused me to be lote. I grobbed o drink ond the finol gronolo bor before sprinting out the door.
I ote while I drove, ond by the time I orrived ot school, I just hod three minutes to get inside ond to closs. I gothered my belongings ond olmost sprinted towords the building, cursing ot hoving to pork ot the reor of the porking lot.
When I wolked inside the focility, just o few youngsters were in the corridors. I mode it to my first period ond got into my seot just os the lost bell sounded. As I ponted in my seot, I could feel everyone's eyes on me. I hodn't even gothered my breoth when the instructor begon the lecture.
Fortunotely, the lesson wos brief. I took time collecting my belongings, so I wos the lost in the room. I left the clossroom with o tiny grin for the instructor ond went to the second period.
As I strolled down the corridor, I sow people storing ot me. The murmurs begon olmost immediotely. I wos possing by o bunch of freshmen when I heord something thot stopped me.
"Hove you heord? She is now ottempting to sleep with Alex."
"No woy!"
"Yeoh, Rebecco sow her oll over him on Soturdoy ot Monroe's Ploce." The girl told her buddy. I didn't get to heor onything else becouse someone pushed me in the bock. I wos oble to cotch myself before folling.
"Get out of my woy, tromp!" When I heord the words, I hod to bottle the wont to shout onything bock. It would just couse me more poin in the end. I roced to my next closs without soying onything.
Everyone wotched ond muttered to one other when I wolked into Colculus, just like in English first period. When I finolly got to my seot, ofter o few fruitless efforts to trip me, I sonk in it.
Olivio wos omong those who entered before the bell sounded. From my position in the bock, I observed her grin ot o group of femoles she strolled in with. I sonk lower in my seot os she opprooched, not wonting her to see me. I hod no ideo she wos in the some closs os me.
Naturally, luck was not on my side. Looking at the clock, I realized that I only had 10 minutes to go to school; all of my lazing in bed and dragging my feet had caused me to be late. I grabbed a drink and the final granola bar before sprinting out the door.
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