"Constance Wilson I'm not going to ask you again!" My mum yelled the agitation evident in her voice.
"I'm coming Jesus Christ" I replied grabbing my school bag and shoes from the living room and then heading towards the kitchen where my mother was sat.
"If I hear that attitude from you one more time I might reconsider your friends coming over after school" she said sternly which pissed me off even more.
"I'm sorry I'm just stressed" i mumbled as I sat down and picked up my knife and fork.
"Constance I've left a salad in the fridge , if we are wanting you to be on that modelling magazine we need you to look right first" she spoke looking at my body and frowning, a part of my feelings and self confidence crushing at the same time.
I nodded in response stopping myself mid reach from getting the maple syrup and slowly eating the one dry plain pancake in-front of me.
"Hmm, well me and your father won't be back until around 10pm so I expect this little study club will have all their homework done by the time we get home" she said air quoting the study club part.
"So that's a yes right, They can come over?" I pleaded the hope in my brown eyes piercing her blue ones.
"Fine fine but no alcohol and tell that friend of yours Luca not to bring anything like that, I mean it he's a bad influence on you" my mother rambled while picking up her purse and keys.
I rolled my eyes as I continued eating the rest of my breakfast. "I love you, see you tonight munchkin" my mum kissed me on the head and then left the house.
I heard the front door click indicating she had locked the door.
jumping off the stool I headed to my room.
I took off my black uniform and blazer and got into some leggings and an oversized hoodie.
I put my curly brown hair into a messy bun and skipped down the stairs.
I picked up the landline and dialled my schools number.
A few moments later the office answered "hello this is mrs smith of Spring Hill high school speaking how I may help you today?"
I paused a moment thinking it through and then replied "hello this is mrs Wilson, my daughter Constance Wilson has came down with the flu, I think her friends gave it to her, so she won't be attending school today" I said in a deeper voice than usual, much like my mothers voice.
"Oh my I'm so sorry to hear that, tell Constance I hope she gets better and we look forward to see her returning back to school, thank you for informing us"
The relief lifted from my chest felt amazing as I continued "thank you so much, bye!" I said ending the call.
I squealed with excitement as I ran over to my bag and took out my phone.
I dialled in Lucas number "mission success, come over asap and don't forget the stuff" I rambled out.
"Aye aye I got it chill out" he replied, I heard movements on the other side of the phone.
"We will be there in 5 minutes" he said before the line went dead.
A couple of minutes later I heard multiple rings at the door, I opened the door to see my two best mates luca and page.
"You ready to be high as fuck?" Page said taking a plastic bag that contained weed in it.
"Yes yes and yes" I said making grabby hands for the weed.
"Okay jeez let's go inside before anybody sees it" Luca said guiding us to the living room and ignoring our antics.
We watched as Luca the pro made our joints.
YOU ARE READING
The Perilous Secrets
General FictionYou can say Connie is an average teenage girl, with the picture perfect family of two well off parents, herself and her older brother. Not everything in her picture perfect family is real though. Connie is suffering more than people know, there is...