High Hopes

Twenty Two - Dismissed

The rest was a blur. My aunt rushed me to the hospital, resulting in the doctor telling us I have a broken wrist. I haven't said anything really to anyone from then. Maybe a few yes's or no's but that's all. Jesse and his father left when we were gone and my uncle asked concerning questions when we got back. They also asked about what happened in my room. I didn't answer so they left me alone and had Matilda clean it up.

Right now, I am staring at the ceiling, unable to sleep. I glance at the clock beside me, reading 1:37 am. I sigh and roll onto my side, lifting up the green plastered cast on my wrist out of the way. I was given meds to sleep but they're obviously not working. 

I got an email earlier saying that we should be getting certain college information back. Last year, my junior year, I applied for Harvard, Yale, Princeton, and Dartmouth. I probably would've gotten in then. Who knows now with all this stuff happening. 

To top things off, I haven't heard from Mike in days. I'm just really missing him. Kendra and Kayla are great, it's just that I can't tell them everything. Tanner now, it's just awkward. Who would've ever known he liked me? And Gabe Gordon. Oh, Gabe Gordon. What do you do to me?

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I wake to my annoying alarm beeping in my ear. Angrily, I slam my hand down on it, instantly forgetting the cast on my hand. I shoot up and clutch it to my chest, feeling excruciating pain. I hope people don't ask what happened. I'll just ignore them. I sigh at my dysfunctional self and get out of bed. Time for fucking school.

I head to my closet, trying to find something decent to wear today. Lately I haven't cared to try so I should at least today. I end up going with yoga pants and a green lace top. I slip on my green Jimmy Choo heels to match. Next is my tragic face.

I star aimlessly into my bathroom mirror for a bit, trying to see myself. I look so different. I'm not sure what happened but I just don't feel like myself. I shake my head, getting rid of the thought and get to putting on my make up. Once it is done, I leave my hair down, braiding the sides back. I quickly brush my teeth and walk out of the bathroom and down the stairs.

"Would you like breakfast today?" Matilda asks once I walk into the kitchen.

"No thanks. I'm not hungry." I move around her and pour a glass of orange juice.

"Are you feeling okay?" Matilda furrows her brows and outs her hand against my forehead.

"Yeah. Really Matilda, I promise." I pull her hand off my forehead and walk to the door, grabbing my keys off the hook. "Bye." I call, opening the door.

"I don't think you should drive." Matilda says, causing me to turn around.

"Neither do I." A familiar voice sounds. I flip around to face him. "We should talk on the way." Gabe grabs my hand, taking my keys and throwing them at Matilda. She catches them and waves.

"Gabe." I pull away and cross my arms.

"You're hurt. I heard from your aunt who, told my mom." Gabe begins, ignoring me.

"Yeah and?" I continue to give him the cold shoulder.

"You should've told me." He frowns.

"I didn't think you wanted to hear from me." I admit.

"I was upset for awhile about Jesse. Did you tell your aunt and uncle?" Gabe asks.

"No. I don't think I can." I sigh, getting in the passenger side of his car. He gets in the driver side before continuing.

"Why not?"

"It's complicated. I think I will just go back to being no one for awhile and faking the relationship I have with Jesse." I blurt out.

"What?" Gabe looks at me, a confused look on his face. "You're faking it?"

"Of course I am, Gabe." I rub my temples with my eyes closed.

We don't say anything the rest of the ride to school. I'm pretty sure I surprised him with that information. I just thought he would understand and accept what I was telling him all along. He pulls up into a parking spot and turns off the car. I open the door and walk out, slamming the door behind me. I hear Gabe sigh, which really adds to my headache. People are staring at me as I walk to my locker. I catch some of their whispered conversations, none of it is bad, just stereotypical. I reach my locker and pull out my books and binders that I need before lunch. I feel someone hug me from behind. I instantly know who it is by their height. I smile at Kayla and see Kendra hobbling towards me in her 3 inch heels.

"I'm coming to hug you too." She calls.

I smile at her and at Kayla. "I love you guys."

"We saw the videos and heard about your wrist." Kayla looks at it and shakes her head.

"Well everyone probably knows now." I mutter.

"How did it even happen?" Kendra asks, catching her breath as she finally approaches us.

"I'll tell you after school, if you want to do something?" I look between them.

Kendra squeals and hugs me. "I need to go to the mall."

"Same." Kayla agrees and laughs at Kendra.

I smile. I'm not in the best mood today. "Okay, sounds good. I'll see you at lunch." 

The bell rings, signaling the warning to get to class. We each stride away to our classes. This English class always has the most drama. I am so not going to take it today. I walk in and the chit-chatter stops, changing to whispers and glares. I roll my eyes and sit in my usual seat. 

"Don't listen to them. Hey, how's your wrist?" Jesse sounds from the desk beside me.

"I could say better." I answer, getting a pencil out.

"I'm sorry about what happened and, you know, the videos."

"Its not your fault." I say, not even looking at him. It's not that I'm mad, I'm just upset.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Jesse places his hand on my free hand.

"I'm fine." I lie, showing my fakest smile.

"Alyssa, honey, you're being dismissed." Mr. Hendrons announces.

"Uh okay?" I question, standing up from my seat with my books. Who could possibly dismiss me right when school starts?

I walk through the halls, putting my books back into my locker, then to the office. When I walk in, I see him sitting in one of the ugly patterned chairs. I can't contain myself so I run into him and give him the biggest and tightest hug ever.

"I missed you."

A/N: Once again, late but it's still saturday ;) so y'all I am going on vacation soon like 6 days and i'm hella excited like omfg. but that means you may or may not get an update the next 2 saturdays. we'll see. if this gets up to 350 reads I will :)

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