Chapter 3

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Once I was home I stormed into the kitchen and got out some cheese pizza from the fridge, I heated it up in the microwave and ate it on the kitchen stools. My mum must have noticed I was a little upset and came into the kitchen. "Is everything alright sweetie?" She asks concerned.
"Everything's fine," I mumble.
"Are you sure?" She asks, "you can tell me," she says.
"Really, everything's fine, I just had a bad day."
"Ok, well if you want to talk I'm here." I headed up to my room and just chilled on my bed and scrolled through Instagram, I called Erin and then I just decided to go to bed. I laid awake for a long time, though my brain would not stop overthinking everything that happened today, I kept asking myself questions, why did he not want to work together? Why was he not at the library when he usually is? Why is everyone so mean to him? After a while of me repeating these questions in my head, I finally fell asleep.

I woke up the next morning felling tired (as always) bit also still sad and confused. 'I will speak to him today' , I said to myself. I got ready and decided to wear my white tank top with a black elephant on it, a black knitted cardigan, black skinny jeans with a hole in the knee and my black and white converse, my hair was still straight, so I left it down again, I grabbed my back pack and slowly made my way down the stairs and out the front door. My phone buzzed signalling that I had a text, it was from Erin.
'Heyyy, don't bother waiting 4 me this morning, I'm sick 😖 so I'm not coming to school today.' It said. Great, no Erin at school for a whole day. This week just keeps getting worse. I quickly tapped out a reply.
'Ok get well soon, I'll miss yaa! 💞'
Once that sent I was off on my merry way to school.

A/N: Heyy guys, I know this chapter is a little short, I hope you don't mind and I hope that you are still liking the story!! It would mean so much if you left feedback in the comments. Thank you!! -Ella xxxx

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