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Stacey's POV:
I was going to Claudia's house to walk with her to the club meeting so I knocked on her door. There she was, my beautiful girl.

"Hey Stace! " claud exclaimed.

"Hey! " I exclaimed back.

"So any plans for today's meeting? " Claudia questioned.

"About that... I was wondering if, you know if you're ready, we could tell the club about us today? " I asked.

"What?! " Claudia yelled, " nope not at all. "

Claudia stormed off into her room. Oh no. Was I too soon?! I sighed. I fucked up again.

***

The meeting began and me and Claudia were usually super close but today was different, the rest of the girls noticed that.

"Stacey! " Kristy yelled.

"Yeah? " I snapped out of it.

"Can you sit for Charlotte on Thursday? "
Kristy asked, "and what's wrong with you and Claudia? "

"Nothing, nothing" I said decreasing my voice.

"Alright, on the other hand.. " Kristy started.

I zoned out for the rest of the meeting. You know when you zone out and accidentally stare at some person? That's exactly what happened to me but with Claudia. I could tell Claudia was a bit weirded out but I didn't mean to!

***

I went back home and just sat in bed rethinking everything I said to her. Was it too much? I started picking at the skin on my arm. I started bleeding but it didn't hurt. I started picking more before I realized what I was doing.  God what was I doing?

I went to the bathroom and washed my arm off and changed into a hoodie and sweatpants before I went to bed. I liked Claudia since I moved here but everyone of my insecurities get in my way.

Like, everytime I do something to upset the other person even if it wasn't my fault I blame myself. For example, what just happened with me and Claudia or even when I went into insulin shock in new york.

Another thing is my diabetes, I know that everyone in the bsc said it shouldn't bother me but it always did.

***

I went to school the next day in a hoodie and sweatpants.

"Stace is everything okay? " Maryanne asked.

"Yeah why? " I ask.

"Just, nothing, " Maryanne said.

"Alright, " I said.

I knew what she was thinking, why was I not styled nicely or in a good mood. This was going to be a rough day.

A/N sorry I felt like it needed more drama and that I took so long to post another chapter! 👋

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