Promises You Can't Keep

Chapter Seven; When Pigs Fly

Monday.

The one day of the week I dreaded. I rolled over and shut my alarm off. I looked at the time, and it was already 7! I was supposed to be up 30 minutes ago. How did I sleep through that beeping sound?

I hurried out of bed, throwing on whatever clothes I had on my chair, threw my hair in a bun, grabbed my backpack, and hurried down the stairs. I ran out the door, not caring what Katie or my dad was saying to me. I just wanted to get to school.

But Zac's car wasn't there.

I looked down at my phone. I have 4 missed calls from Zac and a voicemail.

"Hey... Meredith, I'm not gonna be able to pick you up today. I don't feel too good and I'm so sorry about this." He coughed. "I will make it up to you, I promise,"

Then it hung up. Weird. Zac never gets sick and he would never miss a day of school. He didn't sound sick either... I huffed, trying to figure out how I'm gonna get there. I really needed my own car.

I started fast walking to school which was 7 blocks away. By the time I got to the 4th block I was already out of breath. Man, I need to hit the gym. It really didn't help that it was super cold outside and I managed to somehow forget a jacket.

I heard a truck pull up and drive along side of me. The person inside rolled down their window and inside revealed a smiling, familiar face.

William.

"Need a ride?" He asked.

I accepted, graciously. I was shivering and I could barely open his door. I hopped in his truck and welcomed the warm air. The truck was a two seater but it was super small. I was pretty much rubbing shoulders with him.

"Thanks," I mumbled.

He smiled at me. "No problem. Why isn't Zac giving you a ride?"

I rolled my eyes. "Something about being sick,"

"Why didn't you call me to come and pick you up?"

It wasn't his job. I would never expect William to come and pick me up when Zac has been doing it for years. He never crossed my mind. I never saw William as much of a friend like Zac or Alice did. So all I did was shrug.

"I overslept and I wasn't thinking," I answered sheepishly. I don't understand why I'm so shy around him.

We pulled into the school and parked next to Alice's car. She wasn't even waiting for us outside like she usually does, but who could blame her? It's freezing.

William and I headed inside and I was so grateful for him because I was just in time for class. He waved bye to me as I headed to my English class.

I don't know why I expected Zac to be here when he said he was going to be sick. I groaned as I took my seat. Mr. Robertson started his usual lecture and I just zoned out.

"Wait up, Mer!" Zac called. "You know I can't go far on this stupid ankle!"

I was running ahead of the 14 year old that I adored. He rolled his ankle while we were throwing a football, but don't ask me how his clumsy self did that.

"Come on, stupid," I teased. He caught up to me, placing his hand on my shoulder. I felt tingles go through my body as soon as I felt his touch. He looked up, smiling that dorky smile at me.

"I'm not the stupid one who didn't know how to throw a football. Don't you pay attention in gym class?"

I punched his shoulder. He held it. "I'm a girl, of course I'm not going to pay attention,"