Ty Pov.
After all the skipping and arguing with my dad I finally got a schedule change. My study hall was now the same as Lloyds.
I always get what I want.
I was currently in study hall alone today. Lloyd has a test and I don't want to distract him. I sit, going through Instagram and Twitter. Lame. I wish I could leave campus. I'd go get some wings. Maybe I can order some. I text Abigail. 'Please send wings for me and dad to the school. Just put them under his name. Please.' I sent the begging emoji. She liked my message. god sent. I head to my following class. After this class is lunch. I won't be eating with my friends today.
Class goes by smoothly and we are released. I head straight to my dads office. I knock on his door and go in. He looking at me. I look at him like I don't know what's going on. I don't see the wings but I smell them. Where they at though? He smirks at me. "Looking for something?" I spit out no before I even thought about it. "Well, just your look Abigail brought us lunch out of the kindness of her heart." I fake wow. At this point the cover is blown. Gimmie my food. He laughs and pulls the food from under the table. Yes! The moment I've been waiting for. I excitedly sit down. He clears off his desk and passes me a plate. Abigail the goat for this one.
I live for these moments. These moments where it's just us. No tension, just love and fun. You know? Then the bell rings and I'm angry. Ugh. "Go to class, I'll clean up." I knew he was. I say goodbye and head to class. I sit down. Just waiting for today to be over with.
It's over with and the weekend is here. I'm actually excited for this weekend Abigail said we could hang out as a family. I feel like lately nobody has had to time to just chill. Abigail picks me up. She lets me to drive home. Dad is okay with this. Now.
I drive to the house and we sit in the car and look at eachother. We both sigh. This has been a week. We smile each other. Abigail has slowly but surely become one of my favorite people. It almost makes me feel bad for the way I've treated her. Almost.
We both head in the house and go our separate ways. I go upstairs and get in my bed and get on my phone. I'm so bored of this. I want something more exciting to happen. This is so boring. I roll over on my back and sigh. Maybe Abigail wants to do something. I change into something more comfortable and make my way out of my room. I go halfway down the steps and I hear Abigail on the phone. She's talking to her sister I've never met, but I know her voice. Her name is Demrest. "We're gonna tell her this weekend. I don't know how though. Andre said we'll figure it out. I'm just so excited to tell her. It's been killing my to keep it a secret. Seriously. She's stuck with me!" Her sister laughed. I gasped.
They're getting married!
I don't know what to do. Should I walk in the kitchen and act like I didn't hear anything? Or should I go back upstairs to eliminate all suspicions. Yea. I turn on my heals head straight to my room. I call Grace. I practically whisper scream at her. "My parents are getting married!" Graces eyes got big. She let out a rather loud what. I turned the volume down on my phone and nodded vigorously. "Girl yes!" I hear my front door open. Dads home early.
I rush Grace off the phone with promise to fill her in later. I wait to see if he's gonna call me down. He doesn't. I hear to talk to Abigail then come upstairs. I wonder when he's gonna propose? Maybe he already has. If he did that's lame. Like super lame. I would have wanted to see that. Whatever it's not about me. I still would have wanted to be tp zhere.
A knock on my door interrupts me from my thought. I shout come in. It's dad. He has on a white Tshirt and basketball shorts. I guess he's ready. "You coming downstairs with me?" I hopped out of bed. "Of course!" I walked down the steps excited, maybe they're gonna tell me today. I hope they tell me today. I can't keep a secret. I'm quaking.
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Ficción GeneralTyrene Johnson is a black girl brought up in Atlanta, GA. Raised by a single parent, her mom, most of her life. She always wandered what it would be like to have a dad. When tragic events take her mom from her, she will find out sooner rather than l...