Affection at last

Chapter 14

I skipped a hole week of school and went to my grandma's house in Florida, I needed a break from everything and my grandma is probably the richest old person I've ever known so I was basically staying in a hotel. She owned a beautiful 8-bedroom house on the beach, I laid on a beach towel in the sand and watched the waves of the sea. It was my last day here and my eyes started to water at the thought of having to go back home, I put my phone on airplane mode so no one would call or text me, everyone probably thinks I'm dead but that might not be a bad thing. I ran my fingers though the sand and the warmth of the earth made me smile, I wish I could stay here forever and lay on this beach watching the waves and inhaling the salt water air. After me and Stephanie finished cleaning up what Adam left on my wall, my mom came home and I told her that I needed a vacation. At first she laughed at me and told me that I could wait until march break, but I looked at her with my saddest puppy dog face and the next day she shipped me off to my grandma's house. Which I don't mind my grandma is a pretty cool person, she's almost never home because she has this boyfriend that's almost 20 years younger than her and there're always bike riding or sky diving or doing something that I'm pretty sure a woman in her 70's shouldn't be doing, it's kind of gross but love is love. Anyways I told Chris that my grandma is going through menopause and needed her favorite grandchild, he believed it but I still felt bad for lying. Stephanie told me that I have to tell Chris about Adam when I get back or she will, that's another reason I'm dreading about going home. And my grandma thinks I'm here because my school is getting re painted, so I'm basically a walking bag of lies.
"Come inside sweetie, it looks like it's gonna start raining"
My grandma yelled from the house. I sighed and folded my towel up and went inside.
"Would you like a slice of cheesecake?"
"Sure"
It's like a huge stereotype that grandmothers only make cookies, but my grandma only makes cheesecakes.
"So what do you want to do today?"
"Well I did want to lay on the beach all day...but it would kind of be uncomfortable laying in wet sand"
My grandma laughed and her smile was as bright as the sun, for an old person she took care of herself pretty good.
"We could go to the mall" she suggested.
"I hate shopping grandma"
"Well maybe you'll like it better here than back home"
"I doubt it"
"Come on I'll buy you some new clothes"
"there's nothing wrong with the clothes I'm wearing
"Sweetie your clothes look like something I would wear, come let's go"
"fine"
For the next two hours my grandma dragged me to every store in the mall and bought me almost everything, she even bought me another suitcase to put all my new stuff in, sometimes i wonder where she gets all this money from but I low key think she's a stripper so I don't ask. We sat in the food court and munched on French fries.
"So next time you come are you going to bring your boyfriend?"
"Yeah sure if he's still my boyfriend when I get back home"
She gave me a confused look.
"Why wouldn't he be?"
I looked down at my plate of fries.
"I just haven't been truthful lately"
"The truth may hurt but it's better to live by it then to live by a lie"
I sat there a thought about those words, my grandma could feel the awkward silence"
"Come on there's still one more store I want to go to"
We got up from our table and started walking again, we walked to a part of the mall that I've never seen before and there were not a lot of people down here. We turned the corner and my grandma walks into a lingerie store, either her and her young boyfriend are getting a little to freaky or she really is a stripper.