Sober Up

Chapter 2

I opened my crusty eyes and shot them at my clock.

"Oh thank the world I wasn't woken up for church."

It was 10:31am and I still have 'til twelve o'clock with Mikey.

I swung my legs off the side of the bed and reached for my phone. There were two text messages from Mikey; the first one read:

[Received at 9:36am]

Mikey: u up yet? im mad bored :p

He was always up early than me, which I liked a lot because I could wake up to his texts. The next text message read:

[Received at 10:02am]

Mikey: get up! :p theres gonna be a party tonight at Jason's and i wanna come over and see wat ur gonna wear ;)

I didn't want to reply just yet partly because I had to get ready, but mainly because I was a little timid toward telling him about boarding school.

I waltzed over to my vanity to check out my face.

"Ugh, my hair is oddly wavy." I mumbled to myself as I started up my flatiron.

As I waited for my flatiron to heat up I picked out my clothes. I chose a color-splashed vintage tee with a girl walking along a beach on it and ripped shorts. The weather wasn't that great, but spring was just around the corner, even though it was still pretty chilly out.

After I changed out of my pj's I did my hair and make-up. I put a blitzed out bow on the left side of my head and wore my diamond studs, pearl studs, and pearl bracelet on my right wrist. It seemed like I dressed pretty simple today, lucky for my parents. I then texted Mikey and our little conversation went like this:

[Sent at 11:03am]

Me: hey boo ^_^ start heading over

[Received at 11:04am]

Him: k but lets just stick wit Mikey lol :p

[Sent at 11:04am]

Me: fine and hurry<3 i miss you

[Received at 11:05am]

Him: last time u saw me was 2 days ago chill lol :p im gettin into the car so i'll see u at ur house in a few bye

As you can tell Mikey isn't all lovey-dovey as I am. He's not really into the hearts I send him or pet-names I give. I think it's because he's a lot more scene and emo than I am.

I noticed I was really hungry and headed down the stairs for some cereal.

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There was a loud knock at my door.

"Mikey!" I thought.

I became ecstatic and ran for the door.

I swung open the door and gave him a big hug. Even though Mikey seemed pretty dull, he really is romantic when he wants to be. When he's in his good mood he loves hugs and kisses. Today he was in a good mood.

I brought Mikey in and we sat down on the bigger living room couch. I put my legs over his and played with his hair. He just sat there looking into my eyes. I felt what was love, but Mikey doesn't believe in that; he believes in what feels like love.

"Did you get my text about Jason's party tonight?" he asked me.

I stopped playing with his hair and replied "Yeah..."

"...well, are you going?" he continued.

"I don't know." I said trying to think of excuses why I couldn't go instead if telling him that my parents want me to change because he'll think it's a bunch of B.S. because he knows I don't give a fuck about what my parents say.

"What do you mean? Are you going or not?" Mikey was now becoming paranoid.

"I can't." I said shamefully looking into his eyes.

"Well, why not?"

I didn't know what to say so I just spat out the truth, "My parents are sending me to boarding because I need to sober up."

"What?" he seemed confused, "So you can't like, party anymore?"

"Well not just that. I have to change my whole spunko lifestyle." After saying that there was a loud silence until Mikey's phone rang. He answered and started talking.

"Hello...No I can't...I don't gotta a date...I can't-..." Mikey started looking at me with a frustrated face. I had a feeling he was talking to Jason or someone related to the party.

"Can I call you back?...Okay...Bye." He hung up, turned to me and said "I gotta go."

"Wha-what? You just got here like," I looked at the kitchen clock, "ten minutes ago."

"Sorry, I-I gotta go, bye." he said that while he got up from the couch and left through the door. I didn't even bother to stop him because I knew he left because he didn't wanna have a frustrated outburst in front of me.

The rest of the day was pretty bland. I did nothing, but hang around all depressed. Mikey wouldn't answer my texts and Kelly was annoying the hell out of me; she was trying to pester around my business until I finally told her to shut up and go away. Tonight was the first night of Michael and I's relationship where I went a asleep with an empty text message inbox and tears in my eyes. I was just hoping he didn't go to the party because of me or even worse, he could be cutting. I used all the hope I had to keep Michael from cutting. I mean the world to him and that whole boarding school shit could ruin us. I tried to get rid of the pain and guilty thoughts by closing my eyes good night.