Prince in a leather jacket

Grounded and Ange's sweetheart

Hey guys! So, as I'm traveling and I have no computer, I wrote this chapter by my phone. It's probably filled with grammar mistakes, but well, I correct it as soon as I get the opportunity. Hope you like it!
The rest of the weekend was a blur. Things were so confused that all I did was shut myself in the room and just go out to eat, go to the restroom, go to Church on Sunday and eat more. Ange has been texting me nonstop, eager to know what actually went on on the party, as I vaguely told her about it, but I didn't open our conversation. Everything I need in this moment is just be alone with my thoughts and doubts, even though I plan to tell her on Monday.
  I thought Ryan would text me as well, however he didn't do it yet. I keep wondering if I would kiss him if Ange hadn't opened the door, and keep trying to convince myself I wouldn't, but I don't think so. Somehow it all seems like I cheated Jay. Crazy, huh? I mean, we don't have anything, however I feel like just when I get the remote chance to be with him, my mind gets filled with thoughts about someone else. The worst thing about it is that this other person is Ryan. Ugh.
Monday arrives and I don't feel like going to school at all. Grandma comes to my room and shakes me a little, trying to wake me up, but all I do is mumble something and wonder if it would be a good idea pretend that I'm sick.
"Ella, get up. We need to talk" She demands with a serious tone and I rub my eyes, sitting on the bed and facing her. Her expression is harsh, serious and a little disappointed. I frown.
"What did I do?" I ask sincerely.
"Get ready and go down. I'll give you some time to think about what you did wrong." She informs and leaves the room, making me really anxious and worried about what I supposely did. Crap, I'm in trouble.
I make my toilet, choose a regular shirt that matches my rosy skirt and braid my hair loosely before rushing downstairs, twisting my hands and chewing my lower lip in worry.
As soon as I get near the kitchen I hear some chattering and steps coming towards the door. Katie shows up and looks at me with a meaningful look.
"I'm sorry, it just slipped..." She mumbles and before I can even ask what was all that about, she hurries to her room.
I get in, confused, and my grandparents lay their looks at me.
"Can anyone tell me what's going on?" I almost beg, sitting down.
"It's about you not telling us about your new deliquent friend." Grandpa harshly answers.
I sigh, looking down. I can't believe Katie told them about Ryan. She knew they pratically loathed the boy! Mainly Grandpa, who always used him as an exemple of bad influence.
"And what makes us more disappointed is that you lied. You told us that you were helping Angela in Mathematics while you were actually tutoring McCauley. But that's not all! You two went out for breakfast and he took you to that party you went. What's going on?" Grandma adds exclaiming. "Are you dating this lad?"
"No!" I prontly answer. Then I sigh again, tiredly, and close my eyes before answering. "I'm sorry. I should've told you guys about everything. But believe me, it was just a tutoring. He took me out as a way of thanking me."
"Look, I don't want to know." Grandpa looks really upset, and snaps back. "You tutored him, he thanked you. It's over, Ella. You will not see him again."
"But..." I try to say something in defense, however I'm interrupted.
"No but. You're grounded, Ella. You're not going to prom." Grandma decides. I know it's hard for her to do such a thing, as she hates to scold me.
"I didn't want to go anyway." I  mumble, facing my pancakes.
"No prom and no car, then."
"What?" I exclaim, widening my eyes. "You're taking Hank away from me?"
"For two weeks, yes." Grandpa replies, crossing his arms.
"I'm not hungry anymore." I coldly say, getting up. "I'm late to school. Bye".
I hear they calling my name, but I leave without looking back and walk myself to school.
I understand that they are doing this because I lied, and I deserve it, but right now I'm just upset mainly with Katie. She didn't keep my secret and because of that I have my grandparents mad at me and no car for two weeks. How great is that? Feel the irony.
When I reach school I'm alredy late and the hallways are empty. I stop to check the school's main board to see if something was updated and as soon as I do it, I see the prom's invite.
Prepare your fancy dresses and suits for the autumn ball of St. Luke's High! This year the theme will be a old-fashioned Masquerade Ball. Every student is invited, and has the permission to take a date, St. Luke's student or not.
Right below that was the date and the location, that would be the gymnasium. I rolled my eyes, knowing that I would love to go to a Masquerade Ball, but wasn't able to do so.
I hear the second bell ringing, and that means that I have to get a permission in the principal's office to get inside the class. That's just not my day, definitely, but I try to see the good part of it: at least I would miss the first 20 minutes of the boring class of Mrs. Hawking.
Making my way to the office, I hear some hushed steps behind me and look to see who's it.
"Ella! Where were you the whole weekend?" Ange asks me, slowing down and catching her breath. "I texted you nonstop!"
"Hey." I greet her. "I'm sorry, I ignored you. I didn't wanna talk much. Nothing personal."
"Wow, I will try not to be offended." She sarcastically answers. "What's up? You are never upset. And dude, you look upset. Was it Jay?"
"Nevermind. It's a long history, I tell you at break time." I reply and then frown. "Hey, are you late? You are never late."
A cute, shy grin crosses her lips and she gets blushed.
"That's what I texted you about, silly. I met someone at the party after you left. He's my cousin's friend."
"Did you really?" I suddenly get happier and smile, widening my eyes. "Who was it?"
"He picked me up today, and we lost track of the time while talking. He's so awesome, Ella!" Her eyes were bright and she couldn't contain a smile. "His name is Evan. Evan Reeves."