The Unwanted Life

Makin' Up To Makin' Out

2 MONTHS LATER

It's been 2 months since I had any communication with Ryan. Not even eye contact. I'm kinda glad that we haven't talked, but there's this little part inside of me that wishes we had. I still like him a lot, but I hate what he did. It's even worse that I was actually in the same room as him when it happened. That would be the only time I wish I heard it from someone else instead of watching him go on and on without even pushing her off. It's also worse that he intentionally kissed her and he probably wouldn't even tell me if I didn't see it, he wouldn't say sorry then. He only said sorry because I caught him in the making.

That was all I could think about for the past few months. Nothing else. I should have been thinking about what to do about my mom. The girls spent most of the time at my grandma's house so I didn't have to be protecting them every darn day. Does anybody else have this problem? Or is there just something wrong with me. My mom and Dave broke up because he had to move for his job and it was out of country. My mom is now sleeping with every guy she meets. Bringing them home, waking up with no memory of the guy, and then kicking him out of the house that morning. She is now taking drugs like Molly, LSD, and Ecstasy. She would get her doctor to prescribe her Ambien and Xanax, its totally out of control.

Today is my first day of high school and I am so not prepared. I have my leftover supplies from last year, I forgot to go clothes shopping, and now I have to worry about school, my social life, and my life at home. This is gonna be one hell of a year. "Izzy! Bree! Time for school!" I yelled from the bottom stairs. Izzy goes to daycare this year which is being paid by my grandmother and Bree goes to 7th grade.

"Coming!" Bree yelled back. I'm just assuming that she is talking for both of them since they're both together. I went into the kitchen and got two pop tarts from the pantry for the girls' breakfast and then I checked to make sure they had everything for lunch. After I made sure they did I went and check my apparel in the hallway mirror. I then texted my friend and told her me and Izzy are ready to be picked up. Bree's school starts later than mine so she gets picked up by her friend later than I do. Izzy ran to get her shoes on and then grabbed her pop tart from the counter. I put on my shoes as well and grabbed my bag.

There was a honk outside and I knew it was my best friend, Bella. I grabbed Izzy's hand and ran towards the car to buckle her in her car seat. After I did that, I ran to my other side and was about to open the door when something hit me causing me to fall. I closed my eyes waiting for impact, but it didn't hurt that much. It's like something broke my fall. I looked up and saw that it was.. RYAN?! Are kidding me? Of course this happens.

I jolted up off of him and started to pick up all of my stuff that fell on the ground. "Oh my God. I am so sorry! I wasn't paying attention to where I was going." he said panicking a little bit.

"Clearly." I said obviously annoyed with what had just happened. He then started helping me pick up my things. He held out my binder and I took it mumbling a simple thanks.

"I'm really sorry. Seriously. I am." I nodded my head and stepped inside the car, knowing that he wasn't talking about him tripping me anymore. I saw him tug at the ends of his hair evidently frustrated. He then picked up his skateboard and rode down the hill in the direction of school. I'll have to admit he looked really good today.

"Are you okay, Sav?" Bella asked. "You took a pretty hard fall." I just simply nodded my head and looked back out the window. She stepped on the gas pedal and sped down the street.

We arrived at the school and since Bella was a junior, she showed me around. The bell rang and we both saw that we had first period choir together. I was glad that I knew that there was someone I knew in that class. As we approached the classroom, we saw that we were the first people there so we get to choose where we want to sit. I sat down in the middle of the second row and Bella followed. Within a couple minutes, people started piling in taking seats according to where their friends were. Just then someone tapped on my shoulder. I looked up and it was a very good looking boy. I smiled and waited for him to go on.