The Unexpected

Chapter 7

"Yay finally done packing!"

I was on the phone with Lily for hours talking about what we were bringing.

"Wait, did I pack my straightener?" She asked.

"Yes lily, you asked that two minutes ago." I laughed.

I haven spoken to Tanner since the incident. Why is he mad that I found out? I don't judge, he should know that. Or was he mad that I was snooping through his things. Tanner was the 'bad' guy, but depression was something I'd never thought of.

Everyday after school, he'd be chilling alone at the back exit of the school. I thought I saw him smoking once, but he noticed me staring.

"I can't believe we're leaving tomorrow!" She screeched.

"Yah, at 6am." I groaned. I am not a morning person.

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I was so grateful for Troy giving me a ride to school, walking with this luggage would have been a pain.

"Got enough cash?"

"Yes Troy, for the seventh time."

"Okay, no crazy shit, understood?"

"Yes... dad." I teased

"Sh'up! Have fun." He smirked

"Thanks. Bye!"

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There were two buses. One had a sign that read 'A-M' and the other 'N-Z'

Great. Alphabetically ordered.

"But why." I whined to Mrs J.

"Fay, it's the safest, and not my decision."

I angrily stomped onto the bus. I sat at seat while my luggage was put into the bottom with the others.

I leaned against the widow and felt my eyes slowly start to close.

"Ow." The bus went over a bump causing me to smash my head against the window, waking me.

"What the -" I looked over and spot tanner sitting right next to me, typing away on his phone.

He raised his eyebrow and went back to his phone.

"If you're still mad at me, why are you sitting with me?" I asked.

"I can't resist you." He kept a serious face. He didn't take his eyes off his phone.

"Oh baby." I said very monotone and sarcastically.

"See, i was sitting back there." He points behind us. "But since Mrs J hates me, she made me sit next to you, apparently something about being too loud and not staying in my seat, blah blah blah."

"Lucky me." I rolled my eyes.

It was silent.

"So are you gonna tell me?" I finally spoke.

"That I WAS depressed? Well there, I said it."

"So why are you so pissed at me?"

"You were going through my personal things and I'd rather people not know about my depression." He said calmly.

"Do... you, uhm, wanna talk about it?" I stumbled through my words.

"Is that a pancake factory?" He pointed outside the window in disbelief.

I laughed at how silly he sounded.

"Put this in and lets have a quiet ride." He handed me an ear bud. We listened to our favourite bands.