I ended up staying the next three nights at Neomi's house.
It was pretty fun too say the least. Silmon stayed at the hospital for examination for a night and he was going to come home, if not the call from school saying he missed three exams. So that was that. He was coming home tonight and if I had a say in the matter, I'll be gone before he walks through that door. Beside's the worry with him, Neo hasn't been a big help either. After I told her about Silmon, she hounded me for every detail about what happened and I had to comply. I told her about what he said and me leaving, Tyler driving me home in silence and dropping me off. Besides that, it was fun, I got to have a sleepover, a sleepover! Who ever thought I'd have one of those but I did and I am so ever happy that I did. We did each others nails, gossiped about random shit that we thought of and talked about what we wanted to do when we were both older and basically caught up like old times.
About her parents, well we just told them that Angelo wasn't gonna be back for awhile and like always took me in with warm arms. Even Chase cooked! He never cooks so not to brag but they love me.
Sometimes, even though i'm used to it, I get this feeling of need like I wish this could be my family except well I don't want my older brother crushing on me. That just be nasty.
I'm currently at school and in my last class and sadly I'm back to my closet. Before school started Neo helped me take all the clothes back to 'home' as if it was home. We didn't leave Cress, thankfully, even though Lara hates cats, she couldn't deny that cress was cute and eventually cuddled her when she could.
Even though it hasn't been long, I do miss that cat. I can't help it. She's the only thing that I truly actually love and I just have this gut feeling that she won't stab me in the back when it's turned. Well no duh she won't. She is a cat.
The teacher bores me with history lessons and out of the corner of my vision I see a flash of brown hair and i look over so fast that I fall off my chair making my back hurt a lot more. Everybody snickers at me and the grumpy old women teaching the lessons scowls at me and I mutter an apology before getting back on my chair.
I sigh, I can't help it, Tyler's been on my mind the moment he made himself known and I know that he wasn't fine with our friendship, if you can call it that. He's called and texted but i've ignored it all. I don't know why, oh wait I do, but it's too hard for me to accept him that easily so I decided to hide myself away from him rather than embrace him with open arms.
I know it's stupid but he's a dick, has been for awhile, and I don't know if I can fully trust him yet. Maybe someday I will but until then, I like my hiding spot.
The bell rings and I pack up my stuff and make my way to my locker. Neomi normally would come to my locker as she can always get out earlier then me but she's not here I think she said something about some big student council meeting but that's all I know. So I just shrug and get my backpack and head out the door expecting to walk home like usual but there's a sour,sweet surprise waiting for me.
"Coralie." He says my full name and my eyes widen. I haven't seen Silmon since what he said, and now that I have, I want to run.
Silmon's hair is unkempt, as usual, and his facial hair has grown into stubble. He wears a grey hoodie with a pair of jeans. His classic sneakers are on and the look in his eyes is so intense and kind i want to look away.
"Silmon," I say simply, my hands tightening on the strap of my bag.
"Walk with me?" He asks, eyebrows raised.
I swallow the lump in my throat and answer back, "I-I don't think that's a good idea."
"Coree, it's just me, I won't do anything you don't want me too." He reassures me taking a cautious step forward.
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