Forest Darling

Chapter 8 - Birdy

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Chapter 8

°Harriet

Spending the evening with Noah was nice and pushed the unpleasant experience more and more to the back of my head.

I'm glad that no one got to touch me and I can stand over the fact that these disgusting people have seen me so undressed.

It caught me off guard and the comments were anything but nice, but in the end, I have seen half of the people from my year in the Aquapark our town and a bikini is not much different than a bra.

I look in the mirror and am happy that the pimple patch my mother brought yesterday really helped. With a bit of concealer, the red spot on my nose will not stand out at all.

The only unresolved problem is my period and the pain that comes with that.

To get as much relaxation as I can, the choice for my outfit of the day falls on black sweatpants, a white top and a white zip shirt above.

Since I woke up way to early, I go back to my room and spent the time I have left in my bed whilst I scroll through the apps on my phone and listen to some music.

Just as my back hits the bed, my mother calls up from downstairs.

"Harriet, the new neighbors have invited the neighborhood to a BBQ party this afternoon. I'm off today and your father emptied his calendar too. We're all going."

With a loud sigh, I turn on my face. The last thing I want is to spend hours with strangers, when I'd rather lie on the couch with a hot water bottle on my belly and cookies stuffed in my mouth.
Since I know my mother will force me to come anyway, I just yell a 'ok' back.

The music is just a muffled sound in the background, from the moment my head replays the situation when Fynn wasn't an asshole and gave a stupid comment about my body, but was a real help.

I actually don't know what heavily power possessed him.

But what I know is, that whatever this was is not his real self and his shit show against me will continue as soon as he sees me today.

If Ethan would have done the same thing? I felt his eyes on me since I gave Dylan his task until the end of practice. At first it was a bit creepy but after a while it gave me butterflies to know that he maybe thinks I'm cute and because of that can't take his eyes off me.

I was never in a relationship nor had sex. So, I kind of act like a 13-year-old girl on a one direction concert when I have a crush. A book with tips 'how to not be awkward in front of someone you find attractive' would be nice.

Sure, because you can definitely do something more embarrassing than what happened at lunch

Thank you but I don't want to think about this experience

I shake my head and the thoughts disappear and the music returns. I check my phone and see that it's time to eat breakfast.

I take everything I need and walk down the stairs. Once in the Kitchen, there is already a plate with bacon and eggs on the counter. My father sits on one of the chairs and reads the newspaper. My Mom clears away the dirty dishes from cooking.

"Good morning, everyone."

"Morning Harriet. All good? You looked kinda sad yesterday." Of course, my father addresses this at first.

"Morning honey. Please sit down and eat before Sherlock Holmes here, does his detective work." She says while she playfully slaps my father's shoulder. It is obvious from whom I inherited my snippy comments.