We Were Meant To Be

Chapter nine

Hey guys!
I'm sorry I haven't been writing anything for more than two months! Well, almost three.. It's just that I have been busy with school and Bowie died pretty recently which made everything tougher and tougher. So I had a lot of struggle and a lot of things to balance. And a lot of turbulence to handle. So I had no time to write... But now I'm feeling way better so I'm gonna try to update this story at least weekly!
Okay, now enjoy this chapter!

The alarm went off at 6:15am, and I woke up - feeling pretty excited about dad coming home soon.

I got up from bed and I'd put on some clothes. Today I wore a Michael Jackson shirt with grey jeans with holes on the knees and thighs. And a pair of white socks. Then I got off to the bathroom to fix my hair and makeup. Today's hair was pretty simple. I just straightened it and then the hair was done. The makeup was pretty simple too. Only a little, small touch of black eyeshadow, eyeliner, mascara, rouge and dark purple lipstick.

As soon as I was done in the bathroom I checked my phone. Mostly for what time it was (it was 7:05am). But then I saw Brian's text;
"Hey,
Honestly I think you're the sweetest girl I've ever met. I mean; you've been treating me so well these weeks (well, I'm your boyfriend lol). Like no one at every new school have treated me as well as you have. So I wanted to ask you something; do you wanna go out on a date on Saturday at 8:00pm?
Love,
Brian Warner."

Guess what? I answered that I really wanted to go on a date with him (surprise surprise). His text made my day even better!

But then I checked what time it was again, and it was 7:15. So I didn't need to stress. Because today school starts at 9:30am. So I took some yoghurt and apple juice for breakfast, then I got upstairs to brush my teeth and pack my things for today.

It was 8:45am, and I went downstairs to put on my shoes and jacket. And then mom came home. I ran downstairs and gave her a big hug. But then I suddenly yelled:
- Where the hell were you last night?! You told me you'd be home at 7pm! I was home, all alone, feeling pretty damn unsafe! And you didn't even text me about where the hell you were?! God... I thought I knew you better!
- I was on my way to text you, but my phone died and I realised that I forgot my charger at home, and I needed to work night, my mom answered honestly, but tired.
- Please, don't EVER do that again! I was so worried for you! I said and almost cried.
- I promise, my mom said. But have a good day at school today, Ciara.
Mom went to the bedroom and fell asleep immediately. "God, she must be really tired", I thought while putting on my black sneakers. Then I took my skin jacket and went over to Brian's house.

Brian and I just arrived to school, and someone bullied Clair, someone I've never spoken to, but she was pretty shy but nice. So I went to where the bullying happened and said:
- Will you please stop this? Bullying is for literally no use. No use at all. Unless you want her to kill herself. But you know what? Every tenth teenager, ON THE WHOLE PLANET, commits suicide - EVERY MINUTE! Bullying are more than just words, it can take peoples lives. And think of bullying like this; remember when Hangman was just a game? Yes, now it's a real life game between life and death - in thanks of being bullied. If you want to bully her; you can just go to hell!
He who was bullying Clair seemed to listen clearly and he went away.
- Oh, and just one more thing, I said.
The guy turned his head.
- To bully others are for losers and lowlifers like you! I said.
And the guy went away.

A minute passed by, and I turned around - Clair was crying.
- Hey, don't cry, Clair. If someone bullies you, I promise I'm gonna stand up for you! I said.
- Well, thanks, and thanks for what you just did, Ciara, Clair said and cried.
- Nothing to thanks for. I've been there too, so of course I'm gonna stand up for you as soon as you get bullied, okay? I said. Come on, let me help you up.
I'd lend a hand to Clair, she took it and I helped her up.
- Well, looks like I've got to go to the German lesson, but I'll see you at lunch! Clair said. And thanks again!
I smiled to her as a "you're welcome".

My French lesson was over, and the only things I could think about was that dad's soon coming home and, I helped Clair. To help Clair was like the best thing I've ever done (besides meeting Brian).