CLASSY MOTHERF*****S.

Chapter Twenty: Give Her A Ride

I silently packed some of my clothes inside a duffel bag and hid it under a pile of clothes on my wardrobe floor.

I haven't told Kate about what I am planning to do nor have I thought of it clearly. Its been three days since Calum and I talked.

Mr. Hemmings would call every now and then but I would miss it everytime.

Its 12 in the afternoon and Nana came inside my room as soon as I just shut my closet's door, telling me that someone was here to come see me.

I kept chanting inside my head that, that was close and I can't imagine what will happen if Nana knew that Im going to runaway.

As I walk the empty hallway, I thought that Calum was here to talk to me, that he was the one Nana was talking about that came to see me but I was wrong.

It was Adelaide.

"M-miss Adelaide, what brings you here?" I exclaimed, off guard by her presence but pretended that I was delighted.

"Hey, Tatum! Sorry if I visited unannounced, it's just that its a lovely afternoon and I wanted to know if you're free for today. I wanted to bake cupcakes. I'm sorry if I'm imposing too much."

"Don't worry, its okay. I guess I could come and bake with you." I answered.

Her face lit up and smiled.

I'm very uncomfortable right now. Her presence just intimidates me a lot. The fact that she's so beautiful and she's Mr. Hemmings' wife is enough reason for me to choke myself to death.

"Great! We should head down the grocery store first before going back to my house." She smiled. This woman is full of energy, I don't even know if I can cope up with her. I guess I could since she's not that older than I am.

"Let me just grab my coat." I excused myself before running up the stairs back in my room to grab my phone and purse..also a coat even if I don't need one. It would be weird and awkward if I go back down with no coat in hand since getting one was the reason I said to excuse myself.

I know I'm grounded but I guess disobeying my mother for baking cupcakes wouldn't hurt. I'm hungry anyway and I'm so over the food being cooked here in this house.

When I got down and Adelaide was by the door fidling with her phone. I told Nana my goodbye and after a few minutes I was sat on Adelaide's car buckling my seatbelt as she drove off to the grocery store.

"How's school going, Tate?" She asked and I cringed at the nickname she called me. Hearing her say Tate felt so awkward and out of place.

"I'm sorry but please call me Tatum." I blurted as I shifted on my seat, "And school is good. I'll be graduating on Wednesday."

"My apologies." She nodded, "So where do you plan on going to college?"

"Anywhere. As long as its far from here." I sighed.

She didn't answer.

Once she parked in front the nearest lot beside the small grocery store we both stepped out of the car.

"What do you plan on studying?" She asked as she opens the grocery doors for me.

"Fine arts." I don't even know where our conversation is going since I don't even know what will happen to me once I runaway.

"So, you're an artist?" She was being nosy about my life but I can't be rude to her. I guess she's just trying to be friendly, which was weird because we just go to the same church.

"Who sleeps with your husband." My subconscious mocked.

"He never laid a finger on her. He never touched her so shut up!" I retorted.