My alarm went off at the same time as usual, 6:00. I woke up the same way I usually do, the same place. I sat up grunting with the taste of alcohol. Was that all a dream, no way. I couldn't remember what the date was. Is it a school day? I got outta bed and my feet immediately began hurting. I must of been walking a lot last night. I walked into my bathroom and looked in front of the mirror and suddenly remembered what happened.
"I made out with Richard??? But it seems so unreal. But maybe I really did, if I did, I have to play it cool I have to act like it was nothing" I went and got ready and ate breakfast then left. I made it school on time but I couldn't get my mind off of the thought that I probably made out with him. He's a damn freshman, he can't allure me. The morning went by slow, I was itching to see Richard, how is he gonna react? And finally the bell rang, I rushed to the French class running into people and almost tripping on people's feet. M-maybe I shouldn't rush, if I get there before he does, he might think I'm trying to speak to him about last night. I still have 3 minutes before the bell rings, I'll just wait off in the bathroom. I entered the bathroom where a lot of other girls were waiting to use the stall and a line to await the sink. It was packed. I felt awkward. A minute passed, he's probably already in class. One of the sinks were finally free, I only used it to splash water on my face. Why am I freaking out? I think I need a cigarette. Now. I walked out and made my why to the class, the usual group of guys blocked the doorway while they spoke shit about others and how they plan on ditching school today. Who cares. I saw Richard talking to the guy that sits behind me. I took my seat taking out my phone and starting my music with one ear bud in my ear. My leg continuously shook and twitched. The last thing I heard from his conversation was,"alright, thanks man" Was he buying drugs or something? I heard him take a seat behind me, but it wasn't the guy. Did Richard switch him seats? I wanna look back but he's behind me. I don't wanna make an awkward eye contact. I started panicking more when the teacher walked in, I need a cigarette, badly.
"Good morning class, thank you for taking your seats, I'll just take attendance and we'll begin our lesson" she began calling off people as half of the class talked and the other half bothered to write down the crap on the board. I covered my mouth with my sleeve while my leg continued to move nervously.
"Betsy...? Betsy?" She repeatedly said my name.
"She's right here" someone else said.
"Are you alright Betsy?" She walked over to me looking concerned while everybody had there eyes on me,"are you feeling alright? You look really pale. Do you need to go to the nurses office?"
"I-I need to puke" I ran outta the class and pushed aside two girls walking out of the bathroom and into the stalls toilet came out my puke. I hated the feeling of it coming up my throat. Before I entered the class, the teacher awaited outside the door telling me to go to nurse.
"You don't have a temperature and your not sick, that's good but I don't wanna risk you getting others sick. Why don't you go home? I'll excuse you from your classes"
"Alright, and I'm sorry for causing you-"
"Don't worry about it hon, all this rain is causing everyone to go a little oosy. Go ahead and call your mama" I took out my phone and pretended to call her. I spoke in Spanish so she wouldn't suspect a thing.
"Thanks, my moms coming for me now"
"That's great. Have a good day honey, get better"
"Will do," I left the building and walked to my moped and drove home. When I arrived home, I relaxed on my couch and took a nap. I woke up an hour later to eat, until I heard a knock on the door. Could it be Wendy? I looked through the glass and saw Richard holding his back pack and a grocery bag. I still felt kind of nervous but I opened it anyways and he greeted me with a smile,"what are you doing here?"
"Couldn't let my best friend stay home alone. So I brought you some food"
"I was about to make dinner actually"
