When I Met Polly

Chapter 21

"Fine, look i'll tell them tomorrow, Jesus just give me time, a lot is going on tight now okay, and a fake relationship is just one of my errands," I rant on to Dylan who is demanding I tell the girls about my fake relationship so the plan can go ahead.

"Yeah, okay, but seriously Abby, I really want this, so please," he sighs. I roll my eyes.

"Anyways I'm tired, and your keeping me awake so in the kindest way put please flip off," I sigh.

"Hmm, no swearing I see?" Notes Dylan. "Anyway night night grassy," he says.

"Night night Dillie," I reply before hanging up. Okay so your probably confused about Grassy. Basically near when we first became friends he had a barbeque and had taken to me as his new quiet yet loveable friend. So he invited me around. Anyway I slipped on something someone had spilled on the ground and fell into a lawn mower it started chucking up grass in my face. They had to buy a new lawn mower but insisted it was fine. Hence my nickname grassy.

I cuddle up in my pillow and drift off soundly.

To say my alarm is a loveable sound is like saying a cat scratching up a blackboard was a nice sound. But some things you just live with, and once you're up its not as bad. Life.

Sabrina's horn sounds outside my house. I jump up from the kitchen counter and pull my bag over my shoulder and skip out of the door. I see her waiting in her car, she is humming along to Mayday Parade. I smile and wave to her. Her eyes light up and she waves back excitedly. In the backseat are Holly and Lennox looking tired, except of course Holly is digesting a chunky textbook.

I jump inside, next to Sabrina. We all exchange grettings and I decide nows a good time to bring up the whole Dylan situation.

"So uh guys," I clear my throat. "I have some news," I say, and am suddenly nervous what if they can tell I'm lying.

"Ooh do tell," encourages Sabrina, her eyes excited.

"You know Dylan?" I begin. They all nod, waiting. "Well um, we decided, maybe- basically we're together," I lie.

Holly lets a long and loud scream. "Omg omg, seriously you and Dylan?" She squeals, I nod feeling my cheeks burn up. "Omg you-" she bursts off into giggling and squeals I laugh but eye Lennox.

I am truly dissapointed. She does not seem phased she just smiles cheekily, as if she's slightly excited for us. But she's meant to be jealous! Frock sake, maybe we got tbis wrong, maybe she really doesn't like Dylan. I then turn to someone who I least expected to be so quiet.

Sabrina sits, her eyes dead on the road. Her grip tightens on the steering wheel, her knuckles paling. Her lips are pushed into a thin lin. And her eyes are so shielded. What in the name of mint chocolate?

Sabrina pulls up to school and we all get out from the car. Sabrina locks up the door, and storms away without a word. We all stare after her, confused. Lennox furrows her brows.

"She's being...off," she says. She then shrugs and we walk into school.

I decide to leave Sabrina be until lunch. Maybe it's just a bad morning god knows I've been there as has Sabrina and I find Sabrina's best treatment is space and if she still seems down a talk.
"So what was the reaction?" Questions Dylan his eyes curious and expectant.

"Well...," I pause and sigh contemplating, the reaction on a whole. "Lennox, she seemed kind of happy about it, un phased," I sigh collapsing my chin into my palm. Dylan stands still for a moment before knocking his fist into the desk, everyone, including me, jumps up from their slouched positions and stares with wide and alarmed eyes at him.