Chapter 29: The Weekend Cheerleader

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"I called your house last night." I looked up from my Advanced Math homework to see Kyan walking beside me.

Kyan arrived late this morning, so this was the first time I saw her today. "On the telephone?" I tucked away my homework as we walked down the corridor.

"Yeah, I thought you answered to I started talking." I stopped where we were, in fear that she said something to my parents assuming she was speaking with me.

"What'd you say?"

She shot me a confused look before realizing why I was so uptight. "Nothing bad. I was just asking if you were gonna watch my game." 

It had been a week since I had dinner with Dylan and Nan, a week full of feeling terrible about what I did. I wasn't avoiding Dylan, per se, I was just not showing up when he knocked on my window. The whole being grounded situation was working to my advantage, as I didn't have to pass by him in the morning when I left for school or in the afternoon when I came back. The only thing I hated about being grounded, was everything else that came with it. I still didn't have a phone, I wasn't allowed to go out and I still couldn't touch anything that could give me entertainment. 

While I was being held prisoner in my own home, Kyan was out using her free time to train with a volleyball team. Tony being away for a project must have made her bored, because it seemed like she was looking for an outlet. From all the stories she tells me during our breaks, she was amazing at the sport. So much so that she was asked to play for them in their very first game this season. What a surprise, Kyan, the girl who can do pretty much anything she can think of, is also an amazing athlete.

The one thing I really wanted to do was to go watch her game. After everything we've been through, childhood memories, teenager issues, losing loved ones and being put through heartbreak, Kyan's always been there for me. The one time I should be there for her to cheer her on, I can't. I was starting to feel like the dead weight in this friendship. All I had to do was show up to a court and watch her hit a ball over a net for a couple minutes and I still can't manage to do that. It was way too evident that I was the useless friend.

"I can't." I groaned. "I'm grounded remember?" 

"Your parents are still sticking with that?" I nodded. "Until when?"

"Until I die." A bitter smile on my mouth.

Kyan whined as she threw her head back. "Did I mention how much I dislike your parents?"

I shrugged it off as we headed towards the Home Economics building. "It's kinda my fault."

"What?" She ran a had through her hair.

"I might have-- sort of-- well, I kinda had dinner with Dylan and his mother." My shoulders rose as I ducked my head, awaiting her violent reaction.

"What?" She repeated that bothered tone.

"I came by to give them cookies as a thank you token and they asked me to stay over cause it was raining and dangerous to walk home." I defended.

Her eyes narrowed on mine. "You live ten feet from their house." 

"I know that." My brows creased as my tone began to sound questioning. 

"When was this?" 

"Last Friday." I said as my heels hit the cement of the pavement that led to the separate building.

Kyan pushed me lightly. "And I'm only hearing about this now?" 

I stumbled over my words as I tried to find an excuse. "I didn't think it was a big deal." 

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