Evie
School, work, eat, sleep and repeat.
That is what my life had come down to. Mid-year exams were around the corner and so was Christmas. I had drowned myself in my studies and to focusing on my ultimate goal; getting into Juilliard and leaving home.
My mother and I hadn't really spoken since her tantrum about Oscar and even though we were on the same page, every time we saw each other at home it was awkward and we would just head in the opposite direction. Lachlan was getting to frustrated with us that eventually dinner wasn't compulsory to eat at the dinner table and we all ate in our rooms. It was getting beyond ridiculous, but I didn't care. I wasn't looking for an apology and neither was she but it was just beyond tense to be in the same room together. So we avoided each other and thanks to my new work schedule and a new wave of homework and assignments, I didn't see much of her.
Beau and I had sort of become friends again though it was a little weird. Whenever we went out for lunch or coffee we had to clarify with each other if it was a date or not, which would make it awkward and it would end up being cut short, on of us making an excuse to leave.
Beau Cross:
maybe if I ask you out on a date, i'll just say 'evie will you go out on a date with me?' so that there is no confusion.
Evie Langford:
deal!
Evie Langford:
want to get coffee before school tomorrow?
Beau Cross:
is it a date? ;)
Evie Langford:
forget I even asked.
After that, we'd been fine but there was still an unspoken vibe between us that neither of us was willing to address. One time after school, Lachlan, Mia, Beau and I had been walking towards Lachlan's car when I'd skipped ahead and nearly been hit by a reversing car. In the last second, Beau must have seen the lights because he grabbed onto me and pulled me to his chest so that it just missed me.
We'd stared at each other awkwardly for a moment, my body yearning for him to hold me like this longer, but thankfully Lachlan broke the connection by screaming at the student who had been reversing before asking if I was alright.
Charlie was still not speaking to Mia and I and when I'd tried to speak to her she had snapped at me, telling me I wasn't a true friend. I had looked at her shock until I realised that Sam must have told her what he had told me. I instantly felt guilty and ashamed and seeing this reaction out of me Charlie turned on her heels and stomped away, pushing anyone in her way.
Needless to say, Lachlan was having a better time than I was. He'd been welcomed back like hero to the school and there was talk of him receiving not only an award but they were talking about naming a building after him in his honour. He didn't let it go to his head, though, he remained humble like our dad and I beamed happily at him. He had done a lot of work and with Mia's help within a week of him returning he was on top of most of his subjects.
As I walked out of the yogurt shop I worked at, making sure the alarm was set and the doors were locked, I turned to see Charlie sitting on the bonnet of her car weeping. Her shoulders shook with such force I was surprised her alarm for her car wasn't being set off. Her boyish haircut grown out and now her brown hair sat on her shoulders, her hair tucked behind her ears as she wiped her tears away.
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Evie - Senior Year
Teen FictionSenior year is the big year for all students as you are confronted with all your fears, all your hopes and dreams come to the surface. You are pressured about colleges, you have your final exams and you need to graduate. Evie Langford, after an ext...