I dont have a name for this yet but Carl Gallagher is in it!!

6

I opened my eyes. 11:06 am my clock read. I turned away and closed my eyes again but I was interrupted by my Mom calling my name from downstairs.
"Y/n!"
I got to my feet and responded to let her know I was awake.
"I'm going to the store, do you want anything?" She questioned.
"Wait! Hang on! I'll come with you! Let me get dressed!" I shouted back.

I put on some joggers and a hoodie and threw on my coat too, which made me look all puffed up. I got to the bottom of the stairs, grabbed my shoes and sat down to put them on.
"Did you take your meds this morning? Do you have any left?" I asked her.
"Yeah I had another pack of them in the box, thank god, otherwise I'd have been a zombie all over again today." She laughs.
"Yeah.." I chuckle nervously with her and we set off out the door.

I don't know why I said I'd go with her. I didn't want to, I think I just wanted the steps. Not to mention it was Saturday. People were off school. The weekend. I prayed I wouldn't see anyone I knew.

We got to the store without seeing anyone and I grabbed a cart, Mom took it off of me. I frowned.
"I wanna be quick Y/n. Go and get what it is you need and come back." She snapped at me.
I ran to get some fruit, more oatmeal and some yoghurt and came back to my Mom and the checkout.

I'm minding my own business, looking around, but then I look about 3 checkouts to the left of me and see none other than Carl. My heart jumped and I turned away, hoping he didn't see me too. I looked a mess. Absolutely gross. I told my Mom I was going to start walking seeing as we were already paying.
"Can you not wait and help me do this first?" She grunted.
"Not really." I replied, trying to be quick.

I look back at him. He's on his phone, at the checkout while a woman, around 24-26 years old, quite pretty with dark brown wavy hair packs the items. I look back to Carl and he lifts his eyes from his phone to look around the room and his eyes meet mine.

"Shit" I mumbled. I turn my whole body away and tell my Mom that I'm going and she tells me not to go too far. I start to walk out the store as fast as I can. My Mom catches up with me and asks whats wrong.
"Nothing, I just saw someone from school and I look a mess so..." I told her.
"You don't look THAT bad." She raises an eyebrow. I huffed. "It's cold, lets walk quicker." I link arms with her and we proceeded to waddle home in the freezing cold.