today started out stressful. I woke up super late and nearly missed my bus. i only had time to brush my teeth, get dressed, and throw on some foundation. I grabbed my make up and hair bag and threw it into my back pack racing towards the door. my mom was in the kitchen making breakfast and my dad had just exited the bathroom.
"good morning sweetheart! come, sit, eat." my mother said in her high pitched voice.
"sorry mom. I have 2 minutes to be at the bus stop." I quickly said.
"where's your car?" my dad asked.
"do we not remember that Chuck took it Saturday night and it came back totaled??" I said.
"oh right... I'll drive you to school. come eat with your family." my dad patted the chair next to him. I let out a deep sigh and threw my stuff on the floor.
my mom called to my twin brother chuck to wake him up. he doesn't care about school or anything for that matter. other than getting drunk and high.
he came out of his room in a white undershirt and boxers rubbing his back. and then he was joined by a female. his girlfriend Sophia... she was my best friend in 3rd grade. now she's just a royal bitch. her and I are civil since she's dating my brother but by no means do I consider her a friend.
Mom was appalled seeing them both in little clothing...seeing Sophia at all.
"we'll talk later mister. chuck go to your room to get dressed. Sophia go to Blair's room to get dressed please." my mom said annoyed.
i internally groaned at the thought of her being in my bedroom but whatever.
after I ate the delicious breakfast my mother made me, I redressed into a crop top and skinny jeans with combat boots. I straightened my hair and did my makeup.
better to arrive late than to arrive ugly ~ my life motto
chuck and Sophia sat in the backseat of my dads Porsche, leaving me to sit in the passenger seat next to my dad. I put my earbuds in and blared fall out boy the entire way to school.
we made a quick stop to dunkin donuts where I got a vanilla swirl iced coffee. i got out of the car and my dad wished me a good day and said he loved me. I waved and entered school.
the lady in the office wrote me a pass to history. I stopped at my locker to put my sweatshirt away and grab my things.
when I walked into history everyone's eyes glared at me. I looked around the room and rolled my eyes at the class causing them all to look away. I walked towards my seat where Anthony was and handed him my pass. he looked me up and down taking the pass from my hands.
did he just? he just... he winked! I have to admit I am very attracted to him. but he's my teacher... I don't think I could pursue that. but maybe I could.
CHALLENGE ACCEPTED
I didn't even bother taking my notes in history, the whole time I sat there thinking of ways to achieve my new found goal.
so many ideas raced through my head. none of which i think are even realistic.
the bell rang pulling me out of my dream world and I quickly gathered my things racing to leave the classroom. I put my head down and my earbuds in avoiding any contact with Kayla. I was not in the mood to talk to anyone.
Kayla chased me down the hall grabbing my shoulder and pulling me back.
"hey, what's wrong?" she asked.
"nothing." I said shrugging my shoulders.
"Blair come on. there's something."
a few tears fell from my eyes and i slid down the lockers to the floor.
"Blair what is it??" Kayla started to get nervous and sat down beside me.
"jared really did sleep with Alex...and he has been our entire relationship. we got into a huge fight last night and i broke up with him. I know I shouldn't be upset. he cheated on me but I'm still heartbroken. it really hurts." I sobbed into her shoulder.
she lightly stroked my hair and whispered nice things to make me feel better. they didn't but it was the thought that counted. we stood up to walk to lunch and Anthony came out of his classroom.
"Blair? are- are you okay?" he asked looking genuinely concerned.
I nodded, "peachy." I said with a smile wiping mascara off of my face.
"you don't seem that way. do you want to talk about it?" he asked.
"um not right now actually... thank you so much though. I truly appreciate it."
"anytime. if you ever need to talk my door is always open." he smiled and walked to where he was going.
xx
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Teen Fictionlies, sex, & drugs "i think the worst part of it all wasn't losing him... it was losing me"