The TomBoy

Chapter Fifteen: Who Saved me?

He didn't answer.

He just texted me like ten minutes ago, what the fuck?

"Aye, this is the legend! A.K.A Lucas, leave a message after the beep." I heard the voice mail repeat back to me.

I ended the call there, not wanting to leave a message because who leaves messages these days?

I set my phone back onto my bed, trying to get him out of my head.

"Dinner is ready," I hear Sam yell.

Good idea, food gets things off my mind. I left my phone in my room as I bolted down the stairs. I smelled the delicious smell from the kitchen, so I ran in.I saw Mom sitting at the table, her food already dished out. I grabbed a plate, flopping some spaghetti down.

I sat down at the table, knowing it will be extremely awkward.

"Have you talked to Lucas lately?" Dad asked putting a forkful of food in his mouth.

"No." I said eyeing Mom, making sure she wouldn't say anything.

"He is a very nice boy." He said looking up at me. I rolled my eyes, grinding my teeth.

"They aren't really talking at the moment, so let's just drop the subject." Mom demanded. "Sam, how is your therapy been going?"I was obviously confused, because I was completely oblivious of this. He nodded and answered, "It's pretty good."

"That is nice to hear." I hear Mom mumble.

Lucas kept crossing my mind, why didn't he answer my call?

I really wanted to talk to him....

He was probably too busy sucking faces with... that bitch!

"Honey are you okay?" Dad asked as he eyed my hands clenching onto my fork.

"I'm full." I said standing up from my chair. I walked out of the dining room, and running up the stairs. I opened the door to my room and seeing Anna calling.

"Hello?" I answered.

"Do you want to come to a party with me?" She asked in her devious voice.

"Anna...." I said questioning her.

"Come on! It will be fun! And Luc's cute brother will be there." She said laughing a bit.

"Fine, come pick me up though." I said laughing as I went to my closet to find something to wear.

"I'm bringing you a dress! So get those ugly ass sweat pants off." She said before hanging up.

How does she know I'm wearing sweatpants?

I looked at my chipped nails, wondering how anyone could stand the smell of that awful nail polish. I sat on my chair at my desk, looking at myself in the mirror.

My complexion was horrible and my eyes were so baggy. My hair was all stringy and....

I've been hanging around Anna too much.....

I heard a bang on my window, knowing that would be Anna. You could probably tell that we have done this several times.

"Hey, try this on." She said throwing a black dress at me.