Damaged Goods

Chapter 2

I pull the stool out and sit down but try to keep my hair on the side so he can't see but sure enough I hear a groan.

"Fuck." He sighs.

I turn to glance at him but he's already gone and out the door. Am I really that bad that he has to skip class?

"Trinity do you know if Mr. Carr will be back soon?" Mr. Allen asked me.

"Um... Who?"

"Mr. Alastair Carr. The guy that practically ran away when you sat down."

"Oh, well I don't know Alastair sir."

So if Mr. Allen thought that he ran away then there must be something wrong with me.
The rest of the day was normal and thankfully I didn't have any more classes with Alastair. As I was walking home with my thoughts, I started to think about what Alastair's parents were talking about when they said he had gotten in trouble in LA. So when I got home Shad and I sat together on the couch with the tv on. While he was watching tv I decided to look up Alastair Carr on the computer. I came across thousands of articles of how Alastair's father, Jason Carr, had become a multimillionaire by playing in the stock market and owning his own software company. And a couple of articles of how Alastair and girls like Karli Kloss or Kylie Jenner dated but never did I come across an article of how Alastair had gotten in trouble with the paparazzi. Finally I started to get tired so I closed the lap top and laid with Shad and listened to him talk all about the show we were watching.

Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday passed without an Alastair Carr in my anatomy class and I started to think that maybe his family gave in and moved out of Cayucos. Although, when I walk into my anatomy class, I see the familiar brown hair pushed back and I groan to myself but apparently too loud because right then a pair of green eyes looked right at me. Keeping my head down I sulked to my seat. Maybe if I just keep my head down and not talk to him he won't try to confront me about Sunday night. I decide to look up for just a split second to see if maybe he's looking at me but when I do he's just on his phone, so I just went back to my work.
After my fourth period I meet with my best friend Myra and we walk together to lunch but when we get to the lunch line I hear arguing at the register. Myra and I look around the line and there of course is Alastair yelling at the lunch lady about how his food isn't hot enough. I roll my eyes and Myra notices.

"Do you know him Trin? He's kind of cute, except for that attitude. That could use a little work"

I laugh a little. "I've seen him a couple times but I've never had a conversation with him. I think he might hate me."

"What makes you think that?"

"Well we sit next to each other in anatomy and on the first day he was here he left class as soon as I sat down." I say blushing a little because once I say it out loud it sounds pretty bad.

"Well, I guess I could see how you would think he hates you" she says through laughs.

We get our food and go to sit at our regular table but at the other end sits Alastair on his phone just like in anatomy. Must be something really important on there I'm guessing. Or maybe just a girlfriend he's texting.

"So do you and Shad have any plans for this weekend?" Myra asks me.

"I'm thinking we will go down to the beach like always. I haven't had much time to relax."

"Trin, do you think you'll ever fully be able to relax?"

Instead of answering I just hesitantly laugh and Myra gets the cue to change the subject so she starts to talk all about prom which I tune out and give the occasional nods and gasps. Instead of paying attention I look over to my left and I see Alastair giving me a puzzling look so I quickly look back down at my food.

After school I started walking through the parking lot and going in the direction of my house when I hear music blasting. I mean I'm used to hearing music blasting out of idiot teenagers cars but this music doesn't sound like it's coming out of a crap speaker. And that's probably because it's coming out of a matte black Audi R8. Rolling my eyes I continue to walk because I already know who's car it is but the music starts to get louder and stays louder. It doesn't take me long to look for the car because it is right next to me. Alastair has the window down and he's looking straight at me with his aviator sunglasses on. I turn my head back down and continue to walk to my house.

"You want a ride babe?" He asks. It takes me a while to process that he's actually asking me. I just shake my head and continue to walk.

"Aw what did I hurt your feelings? Come on get in the car. I'll drive you to your house."

Filled with anger I turn towards the car and yell "I don't need you to drive me anywhere I'm perfectly capable to walk to my house!"

"Woah no need to get so aggressive" he laughs. "Listen I just want to talk to you about Sunday night alright?" I stop walking and he stops the car. He opens the door which is of course a lambo door.

"The only way I'm getting in that car is if you put it in park and turn it off so I know you aren't driving me anywhere." I call to him across the open space.

"Hey if it makes you feel even better I'll let you hold the keys. Deal?"

It seems probable to me so I climb into the car with my hand open and he drops the keys into my hand.

"Okay the thing about Sunday night is that you can't tell anyone about me drinking. Alright?"

Confused as to why he cares so much I ask "Why does it matter if I tell people? Underage kids always drink here."

"Ya but not all underage kids get in trouble like I have for drinking."

"Is that what happened in LA?" I ask prying for more information on his past.

"Listen what happened in LA is none of your business so just stay out of it!" Feeling a little scared I start to move closer to the door. "I'm sorry I shouldn't have blown up like that. Alright well if you can promise not to tell anyone about Sunday then I guess you can leave now."

I get up to get out and then remember the keys and see that Alastair has his hand open.
"You know I've never actually gotten your name."

"Trinity." I reply hesitantly afraid that maybe anything can cause him to blow up.

"Well that's a pretty cool name. Oh and by the way I think you should work on your trust issues. Relax a little." He says with wink and suddenly he drives away. Confused as to what just happened I start to walk home thinking about all that had just happened.

Shad and I sit at the kitchen table working on homework when Shad looks up at me.

"Mommy, why do a lot of my friends have a mom and a dad?" He asks with his big beautiful eyes. I've never known how to properly answer Shad's questions about a dad, mostly because I don't even know his dad so I decide to go with oblivion.

"I don't know why most of them do but I think you're pretty special to be different. Different is a very cool thing Shad. It makes you ten times better than everyone else."

He just laughs and goes back to coloring his picture which he ends ups giving me. It's a picture of me and him smiling with a heart around us.