Oops, I Meant Cassie

Chapter 10

Dylan told me I wasn't allowed to go home. I told him that I wasn't going back into the cafeteria. "I'll eat out here with you." He said and we shared the rest of my lunch until the bell rang. "Now remember, you only have two class periods left. You are not going home." He told me." "Okay." I smiled and walked away. I walked into my fifth period class and walked up to Mrs. Norman. "Mrs. Norman,?" "Yes sweetie?" She asked turning around in her chair. "I have a stomach ache. Can I go to the nurses office?" She wrote me a pass and the nurse let me go home. There was no way I was facing the rest of the school.

"Cassie do you think you'll be going to school tomorrow?" My mom asked me. "I'm not sure. Probably not." She nodded and said, "I think I'm just going to call you out sick." She left the room and I rolled over in my bed."AGHH! Bridget? What are you doing?" I jumped as my sister stared at me.
This is my little sister Bridget. The most noseist sister in the world. You may remember her as the food flinger. "Can I help you Bridget?" I asked. "Why did you come home early from school?" "I didn't feel good. I thought mom told you already." I rolled back over and she ran around to the other side of my bed. "You're not sick." She looked at me. "Yes I am Bridge." I closed my eyes. "I know you Cass. That's not the sick you. You always sleep and watch movies and eat icecream." "Well my stomach hurts and I'm trying to sleep right now." "Cassie, WHAT'S WRONG?" She shook me. I didn't respond. She sat down in the bean bag in the corner of my room. She started to put her head in her hands. Oh, no. Not the cry! I started to see her tears flow and hear the sound of her sniffles. "Oh no, Bridget." She continued to cry. Well dang, she knew that this would make me admit the real problem. "Ugh, come here." She admediatley walked over to me. "Sit down." I waited for her to get comfortable. "So, I guess you know me well enough to know that something's really bothering me." Bridget nodded her head. "Well at school these kids are kind of bullying me and making everyone think I'm a dog. They embarassed me today and told everyone I liked a boy and I didn't!" "Why haven't you told mom or dad?" "I don't want them involved." I honestly couldn't come up with a better reason. "Wait, so does that mean I can't tell either?" She asked. I nodded my head. She looked down, very upset. She looked very depressed as she rubbed the covers on my bed. We sat in silence for a while. "Wanna listen to music?" Bridget asked me. "Grab an earbud." We each reclined putting our hands behind our heads and finished off the next few hours listening to Amnesia and and Wildest Dreams. I never want to go to school again. Not after today.