She laughs at my confused and worried look. "Let me just start off by saying...a lot of your life is a lie."
Without saying another word, I turn away from her and rush into my class, setting my books on my desk in front of me, letting out a sigh and holding back the tears that threaten to fall.
"What does she mean?" I whisper to myself, picking up one of my brown HB pencils, touching the tip of the lead with my left index finger. "Sophia and Maralyn couldn't have moved without telling me, they love me."
I decide to spend the rest of my free time on my phone and see if they posted anything on their Instagram about the recent...events.
There won't be, I'm sure of it!
I check Sophia's page first, a lump forming in my throat as I click her profile and check her story.
Nothing.
I let out a sigh of relief, finally being able to breathe a little easier.
My heart sinks as her recent is a photo of an empty house with boxes in it, the caption reading 'New house, new life 🏠✌'.
"No!" I yell out loud, causing the teacher and the students in their seats to look at me.
None of them seem too interested, and quickly look away as to avoid drama.
Sighing, I lay my phone on my desk beside my books, screen down. I grab out my papers for math class and start to doodle on a blank piece of paper. I start doodling things that make me happy, like unicorns! Somehow, my hand decides to draw Sophia and Maralyn, and I can't help but angrily scribble on the paper, removing them
My phone starts to vibrate; I decide to ignore it. It vibrates a few times more, then starts to ring. I quickly pick up my phone and hit decline, then stare at my blank wallpaper after I clear all notifications.
Unwillingly, I decide to text the group about what's going on, but the group isn't there, and I'm unable to send messages to either of them, as they blocked...me.
My phone rings again, so I answer it just to tell Andrew that I was in class. I bury my hands in my face, listening to the PA system as it starts to talk about today's announcements, which I end up ignoring.
8:32am
ANDY: I'm picking you up from school, we need to talk.
I groan to myself, not wanting to get into this.
I put a finger to my cheek, thinking. Maybe he just wants to get ice cream!
Shaking my head, I try to focus on the class in front of me, as the class has started and all the seats are full except for one, which Sophia used to sit in.
*****
A small, quiet black car pulls up beside me, the tinted window rolling down, allowing the rain to get into the car. "Get in," Andrew instructs and rolls the window back up before I can protest. I sling my bag into the back of his car and hop in the passenger seat.
I fist-bump his shoulder. "Hey, bro!"
He looks me dead in the eyes, which causes my smile to fade and my heart to sink a little further than before. "Are you okay?" I ask.
Andrew turns in his seat. "Are you? You've been acting odd all day, and-" he stops.
I tilt my head in confusion. "I'm..." sighing, I tell him the truth. "Sophia and Maralyn moved! I thought they were my friends...they are my friends...but they didn't tell me. T-they also b-blocked me..." I stutter, tears threatening to fall.
He studies me for a long, silent minute with only the sound of soft rain beating on the car before shallowly breathing out, "You're still talking to James, aren't you?"
My breath catches in my throat, catching me off guard. "I-"
"I told you to stay away from him!" He basically yells, anger laced throughout his voice. "He is not a good person, and he will hurt you! He just wants-"
"Enough!" I yell back at him. "I'm not a child! I can make my own decisions! James is a nice person, and he's gone out of his way to help me! You can't tell me what to do, or who to hang out with!"
Andy pauses for a second, trying to fully understand what I just said. "Fine." He turns back around, facing the steering wheel. "You can get out now. Just know, I warned you. Don't come crying to me when he hurts you, because I know he will-"
I get out of the car and slam the door shut on him, cutting him off.
Without thinking twice, he drives off, leaving me behind and taking my bag with him.
Guess I'm walking home.
I look up at the sky, blinking repeatedly due to the heavy rain.
Sighing, I give and start my angry walk home in the pouring rain, getting completely soaked.
"I don't understand what his problem is!" I mumble to myself, harshly kicking rocks as I walk, with big drops of water landing on me. I pull my hood up further in hopes that it doesn't smudge my makeup as much. "Why can't I have a friend?"
Drama just starts to unfold...and boy, this is just the beginning. So strap yourself in good, we have a very bumpy trip ahead of us.
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100 Days to Live
FantasíaSome say not much can happen in a hundred days. But for me, I say life can go from 0 to 100 real quick. There are good things, and bad things in life. Emma Martin is a bit childish. She loves her life....for the most part. And that's when James e...