The Summer I Got Hot {L.H} ~ Book 1

Chapter Fourteen

I woke in the early hours of Monday morning dripping with sweat and my stomach cramping to the max. It was 3am to be precise. Leaping from my bed, I stumbled into my bathroom and flicked on the light. I sighed as I dig a spare pair of underwear from my bathroom cupboard and a pad.

Periods suck so bad.

Cleaning myself up, I threw my pajamas into the wash basket and exited my bathroom. The room was dark but extremely hot and so I turned the A/C up before jumping back into my bed. Having my period probably explains my lust for Luke this weekend. I'm tend not to be like that but you know, girls hormones are pretty crazy sometimes.

I lay awake, uncomfortable and sweating. I seemed to see every hour until the one I was to wake up at. As I lay in my bed, I worried about school today. What would happen with Luke? With Callum, Ashton and Michael? Would anything change or was it a one time thing because I'd helped them out and then gotten high with them afterwards?
If my parents ever found what I'd done, I'd be shipped off to a boarding school in England never to be seen again. Not to mention the disappointment. So why did I do it? Simply because I wanted to. I could've persisted, I could've told them no and kept to my word, but instead I gave in like a puppy with a treat and went with them.

When the alarm went off in the morning for school, I groaned and I pulled myself out the bed, waddling to the bathroom. I quickly done my business, brushed my teeth and gave myself a quick wash before trying to decide on what to wear. Eventually I settled on a pair of black leggings with a white vest top and an over sized shirt, paired with a dirty pair of white converse. Usually I kept my make up quite simple, just a good base of foundation, a little powder and contour, with a small flick of eyeliner and some mascara. My hair was its usual not cooperative self and so it ended up in a messy bun with little bits falling out anyway.

Breakfast was sufficiently awkward as it had been most of the day yesterday also. After Luke had sneaked out, I'd wandered through to find my family in silence as soon as I entered the room and so yesterday, I'd taken every chance I got and hidden in my room.

"Morning." I spoke to no one in particular, sitting down at the breakfast bar. My brother replied with a chirpy smile but neither parents spoke to me. Internally sighing, I went to pick up a piece of toast from the pile that was sitting on the table top.
"That's not for you Mila." My father told me sternly, not even bothering to look away from his newspaper.
"Oh." I whispered silently and placed it awkwardly back onto the plate. Standing up, I picked up my school bag from the counter and slung it over one shoulder. "I'll see you after school." Matías waved goodbye, too engulfed in a sports magazine to bother and neither my parents replied again. Oh the joys of being disowned by your family.

Since I had no car, I had to walk to school again and try to enjoy the fresh air even though it was sticky and hot and not really fresh at all. As I arrived at school, my stomach twisted into knots and I suddenly felt slightly sick. I had no idea what was going to happen. Usually I would go to my first class ready for the day, hoping someone might talk to me, but it usually ended in disaster. I was a little early for school today so I decided to head to my locker first. High school tip; the lockers are nothing like Sharpay's in High School Musical. They are in fact small, probably dirty and you can only fit around two or three folders in at any one time. Shoving my English folder in as best I could, I pushed the door quickly shut so it wouldn't fall out and locked it with the combination provided.

The bell buzzed for first period and I headed to my first class which was history. I only picked it up this year but I'd always been pretty good at it and so I didn't struggle to catch up too much. My only issue was that Selena Sanderson was in this class.
I guess you could call her a go to girl. But for every guy in the whole school. I mean she probably wasn't that mean to her friends and if you're offered some action, go for it girl, but there's no need to drag every other female down to feel better about yourself. I remember being fifteen and scrutinized in the changing rooms as I pulled on my PE kit and fumbled to tie my shoelaces as they laughed at me. It only started with the small giggles glancing over at me every now and then, which to be honest never bothered me that much but then she'd start making comments. Sly ones every now and then as she was liked past me, saying it loudly as if she were joking to everyone else in the room or yelling a name at me before leaving so she wouldn't have to face what came afterwards.
When I'd walked into history class last week she hadn't been there. She came in late and then the teacher droned on the whole lesson about some war, and so she never really had her chance.
Luckily when I came in she wasn't there and so I sat down at my desk, trying my hardest to make it look like Niagara Falls was not pouring out my vagina right now and that I was feeling perfectly happy.
Selena walked in followed by none other than Calum and her other friend Rosie. Sitting down in their seats, she turned around and smirked at me in an egotistical manner before saying something to Rosie that made her laugh obnoxiously loud.
Calum said nothing. And I prayed it would stay that way.
Just even one less bully would make my life a little easier.