The weekend passed by slowly, with my parents hounding me about all the school I missed and how it was going to affect my future and blah blah blah. I skipped three days the last week, and my grades were definitely showing it, but I wasn't failing anything. I had a D in Trigonometry, but that's the worst grade. However, I was behind, so I did a lot of homework over the weekend. That and I thought.
I thought a lot about Michael and I came to realize he still had holes in his story. Why did he need me to come if he knew for sure what he was getting for his mom? I guess it could very well have not been there... it is almost a year later. That just shows how slow business there must be.
I also thought about how good my home life was. My parents cared about me, I had food and clothes and even a nice phone. I had everything I needed and more. My brother was a good friend, too, when he wasn't being a dickwad. I had it good and I needed to appreciate it more.
Who knew Michael would make me appreciate what I had? I sure didn't.
When Monday came and I walked into school-- not early, thanks to Calum getting kicked off the math team for inappropriate behavior -- I headed straight to the cafeteria.
I was done sneaking around Kennedy. I shouldn't be scared. I could take her if she tried something. Plus, it was getting cold outside so I couldn't sit on the bleachers.
I walked into the doors of the cafeteria and looked over the many tables. Their group was sitting at the end closest to me so I had to walk by them. That or sit at a table near them, and I didn't want to.
I avoided eye contact as I mad my way past their table, all their talking stopping to stare at me in silence. I felt like I was in a movie and I was the hot new girl. Except more like I was the ridiculously ugly new girl who was getting watched by 1,000 wolves ready to kill me.
Yep, that's how I felt.
"Going somewhere?" Kennedy called after me as I walked past.
Dang it.
I turned back around and raised my eyebrows. "Is it that obvious?"
"Shut up." She tucked a strand of silky black hair behind her ear and stood up, looking at me dead in the eye.
I looked past her at the table full of dead silent people, who were probably waiting for a show. Michael was glaring at me, but what's new?
"You asked me a question I was only answering it. I was being a kind citizen of the United States!"
"What?" She looked genuinely confused
"I was... uh, yeah never mind," I muttered, hating how awkward I was.
She glared at me, looking me up and down like a wolf looks at a deer.
"I could beat you up at anytime, but I'm just going to leave you wondering when. It could be today, tomorrow or a week from now. Just know that its coming. Oh is it coming." She said, her voice laced with threat.
I swallowed and turned around, my confidence shaken.
"Oh and Brinley?"
I looked back over my shoulder.
"You can't sit in here."
And that's how I basically got frostbite from the cold wind outside, sitting on the bleachers for another thirty minutes until the bell rang for first hour.
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The classes went by fast that day, since I was so preoccupied with all my thoughts.
