Follow the Green

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My heart sinks as I wait for my phone to ring. My room is silent and I only hear the laughter of my mother. I take out my phone and go on Instagram to look at all the kids I'm not friends with. It's hard to make friends for me. Trust me I would love to make new friends and try new things. I think I'm going to give that club another try because it was my fault I left. I feel embarrassed but I must try again. When I fall I always must get back up. I walk down the long grey hallway, staring at all the pictures of me and my "happy" family. We aren't really a happy family. When dad is gone we still fight and we when he is here it's just worse. My my mom should join a group. I think we should all join a group. Oh god the group! I pick up my pace till I read mom.
"Mom I want to go back to that club."
"You do sweetie? That's awesome! The next session is in 2 days, I'll call the man up and let him know the good news! I'm so excited" she grinned with disbelief.
I smiled back and then decided to go sit on the couch because I always hide in my room , that's probably not good for me either. If I'm going to change why not start now. With my phone by my side I turned on the tv and waited. My mom slowly walked in the room like a creep.
"Whatcha doin mom?" I smirked
"Nothing just tell me about this boy. How long have you been seeing him? Are you guys dating? First! What's his name?" She seemed calm but she hid her excitement
"His names Chris. We only saw each other once. He hasn't texted me in two days, he's not going to talk to me ever again."
"Oh sweetie, you sound like such a mess! It's only been two days give it a week! Maybe he's busy, maybe he has a lot of friends! You don't know."
I roll my eyes and snarl. Why does my mom seem to know everything. I can't wait a week I want him to text me now! Just a hello is fine for me. Maybe he is playing hard to get? I read on tumblr that boys like to do that, but then again it's tumblr. I chucked to myself under my breath. I wonder why I'm so addicted and obsessed, I just met him. I think it's because he's something I finally have that I never had before, a friend.
I put my phone away. I wasn't getting anywhere with that but pure hell. As he hears the doorbell ring he yells at me to shut up and locks the door. All I am is the bad boys toy and I want out. The room is dark like his soul. I could hear a pin drop. I scream like crazy. I bet I'm going to pay for this. I scream and I scream. I hear someone come up the stairs. I run to the door and bang on it. The door knob suddenly turns. I look outside. I can't even see across the street, I should really go to bed! I put the book away and walk upstairs. "Good night mom" I go to my bed and lay down. Chris...Chris...Chris. That's all I can think about.