Dear Rabbit

Chapter 14

"C'mon, get up; we've got school, you've got to see lover boy and we have to try and listen to Allison yap on about Scott and how his eyes shine like diamonds or something..." The voice obviously belonged to Dori and I shoved a pillow over my head to muffle it. It was far too loud this morning and I really, really wanted to stay in bed, especially after the awkward events of the last two days.

"Go away..." She could probably barely hear me moaning at her from underneath my pillow, but I didn't care. The idea of facing everyone today was enough to have my cheeks flushing and the feeling of complete horror fill my body. A similar experience to having your prized relic stolen by your archaeological rival I imagine.

"Oh, stop complaining! It won't be that bad! Besides I thought you wanted to go out with Lydia and me? She'll be here to pick us up soon." The covers were peeled off of me and a hand tried pulling at my ankle as if to drag me out of bed. I kicked back lifting my head to turn to a blurred version of my sister.

"What?"

"Well she's driving us to school, so we don't have to worry about your car." I pulled my glasses on as Dori talked. At least it made sense why Lydia would be here now. I wondered how she was fairing with the break up. She probably wouldn't let anyone, let alone Jackson, know how much it was hurting her. I had a feeling this was Dori's moment to shine, her moment to be the supportive best friend and maybe the future girlfriend, but it was up to watching and waiting on my part...and if Lydia wanted to spend time with me then I'd spend time with Lydia.

"Whatever, fine, I'm up!" As much as seeing everyone and going to school was something I wasn't looking forward to, I'd rather not be killed by Lydia Martin just because I wasn't ready when she turned up. I had a feeling it would be a worse fate then being embarrassed all day.

"Good." There was, however, no way was I wearing a dress for the third day in a row. Wearing a pair of jeans and a stupid t-shirt was enough for me and I was almost relieved to be back in something normal.

Dori looked at me nodding to my choice of clothing as I walked downstairs and into the kitchen. It seemed mum and Norman weren't up yet, which while odd I was mostly relieved at. The argument I'd had with mum the other day while not a screaming match had hit a raw nerve in me and it had struck an even rawer one in my friend. I loved my mum...but sometimes she was wrong and sometimes she needed to know that. Even if it hurt. "You know Lydia's going to be disappointed, right?"

"Lydia has bigger concerns then my jeans...how's she doing by the way?" I may not spend much time with Lydia, but she was my study buddy and she'd helped me out a lot when she didn't have to. I cared about her. She might have been popular and at times bratty, but she wasn't a bad person. She wasn't like Jackson, no matter how often people compared the two. She was a good person and I knew that she had the potential to be a great person...So no, I didn't want to see her hurt.

"She's...not taking it very well, not that she'll tell anyone that...in some odd and incredibly unhealthy way she loved Jackson..." Everyone knew it. Jackson and her, had been dating for a good few years and maybe it was a power couple, reputation ploy...but there was still some care there. You could see it. Only moments Jackson wasn't a complete bastard was when he was around Lydia. That didn't mean they worked well together, however. In a way I was glad they broke up. I felt Lydia could do a lot better...and maybe Jackson would find a way to get that stick out of his ass.