Purple Recovery

Chapter 6: Shh, I'm not here

I never knew school would be tiring. I have study sessions every Monday and Wednesday from 9 a.m to 2 p.m. My teacher, Mrs. Wolberry, is a 64 year old blonde lady with hazel green eyes who is shorter then me. She gives me lots of work. It's not hard once she goes over something, it comes back to me like I'm getting slapped in the face. I only wish it was always like that. Not getting slapped in the face but the part where I remember how to do things and I understand them.

Honestly I'm tired of all this work she's given me. It's only been two weeks and I want her to stop. I can't imagine how I was able to survive going to school from 7:30 a.m to 3:00 p.m when I was a teenager. Not to mention it was an every weekday thing. I only had two days off!!

In other news, everyone is acting weird. It's getting me very annoyed. No one even talks to me a lot. I'm mostly alone in my room watching TV, reading, drawing, or doing homework. My parents are usually at meetings. My dad stays home more than mom but we don't do much. I just want to know why everyone is so quite. It's bugging me and I feel like I did something or like everyone is avoiding me.

Avoiding!

That's the word I've been looking for. Everyone is avoiding me. Why is everyone avoiding me?

I sighed and turned onto my back, looking at the ceiling. I don't know why but the floor was always more comfortable then my bed. I spent most of my time laying around on the floor. I have nothing to do. My life is sad. I'm a loner.

There's a knock on my door, making me jump a bit before yelling some them to come in.

"Pumpkin... What are you doing on the floor?" My dad came in.

"Nothing." I said quickly sitting up.

"I'm going to check the shop wanna go?"

"Uh, sure. Let me put my shoes on."

"Make sure to grab a sweater, it's cold outside and I don't want you to get sick."

"Of course dad."

He closed the door, leaving me alone. I stood up and put my shoes on. I grabbed my sweater and put it on. I ran out the door only stopping when I heard Austin say 'woah'.

"Austin, didn't see you." I looked at him.

"I've been guarding your door all day and you don't even notice me." He looked sad and then smiled at me. I knew he was joking around.

"Sorry, your just so quiet. I keep forgetting that you are watching me at all times..."

"You're going to Ryan's Place right?" I nodded. "Well then let's go."

I walked next to him. He lead me down the stairs and to the front door. I saw my dad talking to the gardener, Daniel. He was teaching me all about flowers the other day. I can not believe how many types there is. And he can remember the name of many, to me they all looked the same.

"Red would be perfect, thank you Daniel."

"Anytime Sir, have a great day." Daniel said. My dad shook his hand and then made his way to the car. As Austin and I reached the car I realized my dad was in the driver's seat. He put down his window.

"It's okay Austin. It's only going to be me and her. I'll call if we need anything." He said.

"Of course Sir." Austin said. He still went around and opened the passenger door for me. I thanked him and sat down, letting him close the door. He gave me smile and waved as my dad started to drive.

"So my dad can drive..." I said.

He laughed and glanced at me really quick before looking back at the road. "Of course I can, I'm just to lazy most of the time. But I can assure you that I'm a good driver. "