The Story Behind my Eyeglasses

Chapter 11

 In the morning, I was surprised when Jace came to fetch me but Luke wasn't inside the car like he usually is while wearing a smug look on his face before commenting rudely on how I look. I sat on the passenger's seat with a curious look before Jace drove to school with a small smile on his face.

"Luke's sick and he looks really horrible when I came by. He told me that he won't be able to go to school today," he narrated when we were on the way to school. That made sense. "If you want to visit, he told me that you need to text him or call him first." All I gave him was a nod.

But before I stress myself about Luke's condition for the day, I have a big problem to solve first. And it involves my appearance right now. The problem I'm talking about is –

"Where are your eyeglasses?" Jace finally noticed and I let out a loud groan. Bingo!

"Stacey has my glasses. She never gave them back last night after hiding it somewhere in her room and I need to go to your house and have you look for it before we go to school and blow my cover completely." I answered him and he suddenly laughed his ass out, apparently finding my sorrow funny. I can't go to school without my glasses but I can't skip school just because of that reason.

Jace glanced at his wrist watch and clicked his tongue with a look of fake disbelief. What is that look for? What does that mean? "We're going to be late if we stop by at the house, considering that my family will be all over you for about half an hour and talk about nonsense and Stacey will definitely castrate me for entering her room without her knowledge." He explained and continued on the road to school. What the hell!?

"What am I supposed to do right now? I can't go to school like this, Jace. Please!" I exclaimed and started to flail my arms around, making an annoying gesture to irritate my hard-to-abuse friend. Jace just ignored me.

"Get out of the car, Chris." That's probably the nth time that Jace said that while standing outside his car with a smug look on his face with his hands on his waist and paired with a tapping of his foot. I will not ever get the hell out of this damn car without my glasses. I just glared at him with my arms folded across my chest.

He sighed audibly and crouched beside me outside his car. "I can't get your eyeglasses at home. Stacey always locks her room so I can't enter. Just get the hell out because no one will even notice." He sounded exasperated that a girl is acting up and is annoying the hell out of him at this very moment.

I sighed and stepped out of his car which brightened up his face and replaced his frown with a smile. He doesn't know that I'm not going to attend my classes. I'll just stay on the rest room until everyone is in class and I'll go straight home because Evan won't be there as well.

As we were walking at the hallway where a lot of students are walking around, I'm cowering behind Jace who looks amused at the moment because of my behavior. Students were already looking and I can't help but look down and not make eye contact.

"I – I have to go to the restroom. Bye, Jace." Before he could even reply, I dashed to the nearby restroom and locked myself inside a cubicle and silently waited. Waited for the bell to ring so I can get the hell out of this hellhole and go home or text my brother to buy me new eyeglasses because I badly need them.

As I was about to fish my phone from my bag when Minnie's voice flooded the whole restroom and I froze immediately. Of all the people that might enter the restroom, it has to Minnie Andrews. Great. Talk about lucky.

"How are you and Christian, Minnie?" Gwen's voice was the first thing I heard while I was sitting silently inside this lonely cubicle filled with different kinds of vandalism. I enjoy reading these sometimes but the poor janitress has a lot to cover with paint again.