Chapter 29: stop crying your heart out

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Song: Stop Crying Your Heart Out by Oasis
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School came around quicker than I expected. Unfortunately it was Valentine's Day and I was not mentally prepared for all those cheesey high school sweethearts going round hugging and holding hands and kissing. Stop rubbing it in our faces and reminding us we're still single.

I rubbed my eyes as I checked the time. 07:30am. Shit. I had to be up and ready by now usually. I rushed out of bed and quickly threw on a pair of high waisted mom shorts with a baggy white shirt and my black converse. I brushed my hair thanking myself for cutting it all off and shaving the sides. This was the best decision ever.

"Bye dad!" I shouted as I grabbed my bag. I didn't even have time for breakfast as my dad helped a 'love you' back as I slammed the door shut to see Michael standing on my porch leaning against the wall with his foot resting on the wall.

"Oh Jesus you scared me!" I put my hand to my chest as I panted.

"Shit one then I guess," he walked ahead of me and climbed into the drivers seat. He didn't say another word and it was driving me insane. Why was he suddenly acting like this? I haven't spoken to him ever since I confronted him.

"Mike?"

"Yeah, what?"

"You okay?"

"Yeah fine, lets just get to hell already. Listen I need to concentrate on the road so can you just like shush?" My mouth dropped. He had never used his attitude with me since we called truce over a year ago.

"Well fuck you too Clifford." We were at a stop sign as I opened the car door, grabbed my bag and walked the rest of the way to school. No way was I going to sit there for another ten minutes of my life when he was just going to act the dickhead. Once he passed me in the car I flipped him off.

I ran a hand through my hair, debating whether to ditch or not. I knew I didn't have any important classes today, just maths but Luke can help me catch up. In fact, Luke was nearly in all my classes.

And in that moment I turned back round and began walking to the nearest Starbucks. I knew my dad would be on his way to work by now, so I knew he would be gone until after dinner. Once I got my coffee, I walked the way back home. I walked through the door of my house and picked up the home phone, finding the schools phone number in our address book.

"Hello?" My schools receptionist picked up.

"Hello, this is Blaze Edwards' father. I would just like to tell you Blaze will not be in school today as she is not feeling well today. Hopefully she will be in for tomorrow." I tried my best to put on a deep voice my like my dad. I knew he would be pissed if he ever found out but then he would be cool about it a while after.

"Okay thank you for telling us Mr Edwards." She hung up the phone as I sighed, mentally high fiving myself. I kicked off my shoes as I sipped on my coffee. I lay down on the sofa, watching reruns of Pokemon. I soon turned it off as it reminded me of Mike. God am I really going to let him treat me like a piece of shit on his converse shoes with the holes already in them? No I am not. I am Blaze Michelle Edwards.

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I continued to watch Pokemon until my phone began buzzing.

Mike: Blaze, please I'm sorry. I didn't mean to act like a dickhead back there.

Blaze: Mike, fuck off I don't wanna talk to you. You can't just ignore me after I confront you about how you acted, then be a dickhead to me. I need time to cool off and clearly you do too.

Mike: blaze I'm coming over when I'm out of this school ok? We need to talk please hear me out. There's something I need to tell you ok?

Blaze: fine. But this better be worth my time.

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Hello my lovelies! I hope you're all doing well! I have a very important question...

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