What you mean to me

chapter nine

Bailey got home late after a boring detention. Apparently the bad rule-breaking boys were not yet ready.

At least she broken the record to be first person in the detention hall.

She got home and saw a note that read her mum was nextdoor.

Tired, she dropped the grocery bags on the counter and wearily arranged them. She ordered Mexican and took the food up to her room to eat and chill.

After eating and surfing the web and media, she decided to do that damn maths homework.

Though she loved maths, she was tired. She just wanted to get on and over with the solvings and go check on her mom.....

... Not really¿ She actually wanted to go see her so called nice neighbors to confirm her suspicions.

She zipped open her bag and her face fell into a puzzled frown. It's inside was ash-blue instead of purple which was her bag's color; charcoal outside and purple inside. This bag was just charcoal outside and ash-blue inside. Not hers.

Frustrated she kicked it aside. But then realized it wasn't hers. She immediately arranged it on her desk.

A notebook fell out. She picked it and read the name on it:

J.hayden V. Sparks

... Was written in very beautiful calligraphy. Bailey could drool. She loved art and this was it at it finest in the guise of a handwriting.

Her handwriting wasn't bad but she can't flaunt it like this.
She bet this Jordan guy would be laughing at her handwriting by now.

Her writing wasn't bad but almost close to it. None the less, most importantly, it's at least legible.

She scanned, and checked out the rest of the items in the bag. Its contents were a complete mathematical set, some textbooks and notebooks of the subjects that they had the same day, a chocolate bar, ear pod, mint, phone charger, a calculator, sanitizer, wipes, comb, deodorant. Surprisingly, a novel written by Nora Roberts.

Bailey smirked.

She could do that because she had no implicating item in her school bag.

A phone call interrupted the moment. It was who she wasn't expecting– she thought it'd be the Jhay dude guy.

She picked the call and her cousin's high-pitched sonorous voice rang in her ears.

“ Sup dude? ” she chirped in the most ugly imitation of her voice.

“ Never talk like that again. ” Bailey replied intentionally holding in a laugh. “ You don't know how you sound like. ”

“ I'm fine, thanks for asking. ” her cousin said rich in sarcasm. “ Well, how was detention today? ”

Bailey groaned. “ It started boring but ended with me realising that I was the first person who has entered the hall for the term. I would have signed my name on the wall but the monitor.... I was conscious of the monitor. ” she ended in a huff.

Amber laughed. “ You are not serious.... You never are. ”

“ Well that's not the only annoying shit that went down. My school bag was switched with an identical. ”

“ Bummer. So then, who's school bag are you with? ”

“ Um..... J.hayden V. Sparks. Who the hell is he? ”

Bailey could hear Amber hitch over the phone.

Did she die or something?

“ Berries? Are you okay? ”