Curing His Love Allergy

Chapter 29 - The Calm Before the Storm

Today was the last day of school, the day before we go off on Christmas break. I woke up not too long ago, brushed my teeth, then proceeded to log into my online classes since I won't start my regular classes until January.

I did all the work and submitted all my projects except the music one that Noah and I had to do for later, at the gala.

During my lunchtime, my phone rang. I took it from its resting place; the name that appeared shocked me because he hasn't called me in a while.

"Dad?" I said when I answered.

"Tiara, I know I said I was coming home today, but I'm sorry. I have some unfinished business to attend to," he said. I wasn't surprised; he became like this after we moved here.

"I knew you wouldn't be here. I'm going to Texas this weekend, and I thought you'd be here to see me off." I sighed.

"Enjoy Texas," he deadpanned. With that, he hung up the phone, not bothering to give me the last word.

I CAN'T EVEN TALK TO HIM ANYMORE!!!

He makes me so mad; I can't even... ughhh, but I'm not gonna let him ruin my day.

He didn't even tell me happy birthday. Maybe he forgot, but that's even worse.

I pushed him out of my thoughts, then walked downstairs ready to grab a snack before I had to head back into class.

Dom left for school hours ago; Noah picked her up. They are so cute.

Last night I texted France a pic of my dress so he could color code with me.

I found out Alejandro is going with some girl, and for a strange reason, it didn't even bother me because Ava, the girl he's going with, is not really his type. I know him, and I know that he's trying to numb the pain.

I entered my kitchen, my tummy rumbling because I hadn't eaten breakfast yet, and it's lunchtime.

I took a bowl from the cabinet and the milk from the fridge. I opened the cupboard and saw three types of cereal. I decided on the Frosted Flakes; it's a classic. I poured the cereal into a bowl, then added milk.

I poured myself a glass of orange juice, then sat around the kitchen island eating my breakfast. I took this as a time to reflect on my life.

I haven't had a chance to just slow down and sort through the mess that is life itself.

I thought about France and how I felt about him. I didn't really know because even if I did like him, I'd be hurting Alejandro. Even though my relationship with Ale was short-lived, I should honor it by not hooking up with his best friend.

I thought about this situation with my dad and how he's a dick. How he was so kind when my mom had just died. I missed who he was back then; I missed when he cared.

I even thought about my trip to Texas. France and I are in for an adventure. I had to see her, talk to her, and bring flowers to her grave. I want to tell her about dad and my shooting and everything.

I got off the stool and got up to wash my cereal bowl.

I exited the kitchen, then left to finish up my school work.

. . .

I didn't know when I fell asleep, but all I knew was that someone was screaming into my eardrums.

"Tiara!" she shouted.

I groaned, covering my ears with my pillow. She proceeded to jump on my back.

"Get off of me," I pushed her off.