New Love | Matthew Espinosa

Chapter 8,

Wednesday, the next day:

I couldn't sleep at all last night, thinking about my feelings towards Matt and then how I feel about Sammy. I finally came to a decision that I don't like Matt, as I didn't before, and all my feelings are going into Sammy's hands and heart. I got out of my bed and noticed it was around six-thirty, making me physically roll my eyes back so much that it caused pain. 

I stumbled my way into my bathroom, closing my door behind me. I turned the shower on and tested the water, turning the temperature up as he was ice cold. I allowed my hair to fall out of it's bun and gracefully swing from side to side. I slipped out of my pj's and hopped into the shower, taking around half an hour in there. 

Eventually I got out of the shower, wrapping a towel around my body. I walked up to the mirror and brushed my hair, parting it to make dutch braids. After finishing them up, I made my way out of my bathroom and went into the closet. I pulled out my uniform and chucked it onto my bed behind me, slamming the closet door closed. I got into my uniform, and slipped my shoes on.

I then made my way back into my bathroom, picking up my makeup bag. I sighed and rolled my eyes, not being bothered with anything. I did very little makeup, feeling my stomach grumble. I chucked down my bag of makeup and made my way out of my bathroom. I ran out of my bedroom and down the stairs, and made my way into the kitchen.

I placed myself down onto a stool, yawning; causing Nash to yawn. "You look tired this morning," Nash passed me a bowl of cereal. 

"Yeah, couldn't sleep all night," I got myself a spoon; slightly raising my eyebrow. "How come?" Nash passed me a spoon and the milk.

"Uh, just stressed out about school," I lied, pouring milk into my bowl. "Stop lying," Nash slightly chuckled, but somehow sighed.

"Oh, by the way guys. We're picking up Sammy from the airport," I dug my spoon into my bowl and looked up at Nash; changing the subject. "Does mum and dad approve of this?" Nash asked; continuing to eat his cereal. 

"Yeah, I spent an hour talking to them about it," I took a bite out of the cereal. "Okay," Nash sat nodded and looked down at his top; as he got milk all over his top. 

••••

I looked down at my shoes, and I felt like something was on the bottom of them. I slightly chuckled to myself, looking up and walking into the classroom. As I went into the door, guess who was standing up the front talking to Matt. Yes that's right, Ella. I pursed my lips to the side and made my way to Jada, sitting down into my seat, sinking into it. 

"Hi Jada, oh hi Maddie," Jada shook her own hand; causing me to slightly look away. "Sorry," I mumbled; slightly looking at Matt. 

"What's up with you?" Jada asked; making me look at her. "Nothing," I shrugged; just as the bell rang. 

"It's Ella and Matt, isn't it?" Jada mumbled; as Matt made his way down to his desk right in front of me. "No," I got my books out; shaking my head. 

"Right class, today we have a new student with us today. She will now introduce herself," Miss Preston pushed Ella forward. 

After Ella quickly introduced herself to the class, she made her way to her desk, that was right next to Matt's. At this moment of time, I wanted to grab my pencils and snap them in half, snapping them again and stabbing her eyeballs with them.