The Camp Counselor {Completed}[Editing]| Wattys2016

Two: pursuasion

    After the memorial was over I ran out of the church. I had been holding in my cough all day.
"Are you okay?"  I heard my mother call from over my shoulder. I looked over at her and started to walk away, Rolling my eyes.
"Im fine mom..would you stop asking me that?" I stormed into the car and crossed my arms around my knees, which were pulled up to my chest. I nuzzled my head into my legs and waited for my mom to get in the car. She hadn't come in after 20 minutes so I emerged from my leg ball and opened the car door. My mom was standing next to the entrance of the church talking to Carl the maintenance man. Laughing. Ew... I saw him give my mother a $20 bill. She looked both ways then kissed him. I grunted and fell back into the car into my fetal position. My mom jumped into her seat after me and she was smiling like a fool.

"  Want some Chipotle?" My mom said elbowing my arm. I ignored her and stared out the window. 
"Houdini? I asked you a question. My mom pulled my hair causing me to turn around.
" I hate you." I said under my breath.        
" No you don't you're just saying that because you are upset."  She said focusing on driving again. " I think seeing a counselor will help you move past this." She smiled slightly and I shook my head looking back out the window.
" Fine but I get to pick her." I said curling my hair in between my index finger and my middle finger.
"Okay that will work for me." My mom smiled pulling into our driveway. I sprung out of the car as soon as we arrived, sprinting into the house. I went directly to my best friend (AKA the fridge) and got out an Arizona tea. I launched myself up the stairs and flopped onto my bed spilling my drink all over my dress. I hate dresses anyway so changing out of it would not make me upset. So I changed into my pajamas (in the picture at the beginning of the chapter.)

    After I was changed I picked up my Arizona from the floor and moved it to my table before I  flopped back onto my bed. I took my phone out and looked up counselors in my area. Mostly all that I had found were rehab clinics.

     While looking around more at a certain website an add popped up and brought me to a new website. This website was for suicidal teens. I scrolled to the bottom of the website and there was a new counselor. At the business place. I looked the new girl up and found a picture.

"That's the one." I thought aloud to myself, quickly scheduling an appointment. I had an appointment for the last Monday of the school year before summer. After school of course.

" Find someone?" My mom said leaning against my doorway.
"Yep." I said shutting off my phone. I grabbed a small scrap of paper and filled out the information for my appointment and handed it to her. When she started to walk away I slammed my door and screamed through it.