A Painful Nose

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I was finally done with with my eighth period, I absolutely loathe math and I dreaded it the most out of all periods. Now I have to break it to Summer that I couldn't join her on the walk back to our houses and the sleepover we planned, but for some odd reason I didn't want to tell her that I was going to a party with Luke. I always tell her no whenever she invites me to a party an if I told her that I said yes to Luke-A guy I barely knew- she would be hurt and I strongly disagree with pissing her off. I guess I was going to lie.

"Hey Aeron! I can't wait to have our sleepover tonight, I already know what movies to watch"thinking about letting her down like that hit me with a strong punch of guilt. Her smile faltered to a thin line as I watch the discouragement wash over her face. "You can't come can you?". She can read me so easily, I wish I could just tell her but I can't.

"Can't, Amethyst -my sister- invited me over tonight and you know that she rarely talks to me and I think I'm going to go see her. I've haven't seen her in months, I also can't walk with you because she's picking me up. I'm so sorry.". I felt guilt inflict me as the lie slipped out from my lips. I saw disappointment masked in a all-to fake smile on her face. "It's ok, I know you want to see your sister and I don't want to hold you back. Maybe next weekend or something"

"I'm so sorry Summer" I felt bad telling her this and it being a lie on top of that just mad it more despicable. 

"It's really ok, you've had a long day and you should go see her so you can cheer up and get over all this bullshit at school. I won't be able to see you tomorrow because I'm going to my cousins house so see you on Sunday, bye" She gave me a quick hug before walking away letting her black pumps tap on the stone brick on our campus. She was walking to the same group of friends she continuously talks to in first period.

I walk over to the car on the other side of the parking lot, I saw Luke leaning against a sliver Volkswagen  as he spun the key ring around his index finger watching it intensely. He looks up as I make my way to the him, he gives his classic half smile as he steps into the the vehicle. I follow his actions.

"Hey, to be honest I thought you were going to ditch me after what happened at lunch today, again I'm really sorry about that" He pursed his lips.

"I-it's ok, I-it was my f-fault for w-worrying everyone. I c-came because I-I didn't want t-to be r-rude." I started playing with the sleeves of my flannel whist looking down at my lap.

"That's good and It's not your fault so don't worry your pretty little head about it. Anyways do you want to go to your house so you can get ready for the party or do you want to just go straight to mine".

"Can we stop at my house, it won't take to long I just need t do a few things" I wanted to touch up my makeup and change out of my clothes, other than that I didn't really need to do much. I never really took to long to get ready.

"Ok, show me the way" 

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I told him the way to my house, now he knows where I live which I was very nervous about but I tried my best not to think about it to much. Once we got there I noticed the absence of my mom's car, she was still out with her 'friends'. 

"T-thank you, I'll be b-back in t-ten m-minutes" I pulled the door handle and crawled out of the car as I stepped onto the pavement and walked to my front door. I stepped inside and ran up the stairs before turning to enter my bedroom, I wanted to be as quick as possible so I didn't make him wait longer than he had to. I went into the bathroom and flipped on the light switch before feeling the cold tile against my feet. I went to my makeup bag.

I slopped on some concealer, eyeliner, mascara and some clear lip gloss before brushing the tangled knots that were embedded within my red hair. Once it looked manageable I ran to my closet sliding the the door open and looking at what to wear. I ended up picking out a long blue sweater that stopped a little above my knees and some black tights.

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