After getting myself cleaned up,my grandmother calls me.I fix my voice to make it sound as I'm not crying.
"Hello?"I say in the .most cheerful voice I have in me,but not too cheerful or she'll be asking some suspicious questions.
"It's me.I was wondering if you—Are you alright,Tamara, you sound like you've been crying from the way you said hello."
"Yep.I'm perfectly fine. Just had a cough."
"I can get you something. I am at the store right now."
"No,no,grandma,I'm fine."
"Oh well, do you need anything for the house?"
"No."
"Well,alright. Don't forget about church on Sunday."
"I won't." I end and hang up the phone.
Yes,I go to church.Please don't judge me.
***** That night, I cry myself to sleep.I can't believe him. He actually came,I thought he was joking and I was being catfished.
I had no dream last night.I woke up feeling sick,I threw up about 3 times in the trashcan of my room. Sorry,it's disgusting,I know. I cleaned up,put on some causal clothes:Sweats,baggy shirt with shoes. I think I'm starting to want a six-pick so I gonna start exercising.I made a list when I was about 13 about my plan for a six-pack.I've kept it ever since.I get out and look over it.
Saturday: 50 Push-ups Sunday: 50 Jumping Jacks Monday:PowerWalking-3 miles Tuesday:100 sit ups Wednesday: Wall Sits Thursday:Jumprope Friday: Powerwalking-1mile.
Damn,13 year old me,cut me some slack. I might wanna make a few,no a lot, of changes.I cross off Tuesday,Wednesday and Sunday. Today is Wednesday but I'm going to power walk on the school track today.I change my clothes into:
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I throw my clothes on and start walking to the track. As I get there,I see 2 classes out there. I'm a little nervous but not really because don't I know these people? I walk over and all eyes are on me.I stare with my head down.
"Look,the bitch decided to come back." a voice said that most definetly knew.Melissa. Everyone laughed at her comment.
Mr.Kale,the gym teacher, quiets everyone down and speaks to me, "Ms. Harlyees,why exactly are you here?"
"To let off some steam." I smile.
He sighs, "If you're here, you're running with us.The. Whole.Time. Got it?"
"Got it." I reassure.
"Alright!!Everybody 16 laps around the track.4 miles. Go!" he yells.
Oh,man! I start slow running/walking on my first 4 then medium on the second 4 then walk on my third 4 then run on my fourth 4. As I'm running, I catch a glimpse of Alexander ,what the hell is he doing here!!
I get distracted by my thinking,not watching where I am going and fall on the track.Everyone stops,looks and laughs at me. I get embarrassed and run home.
Hell yah, stupid thing to do with a tough girl like me but every girl has their emotional days and today is mine. I really could've handled that better by making a joke out of it or something or yelling.I don't know.
Why did I see Alexander at the track? Imagination or not? In the middle of the Alexander thinking,I hear a knock at the front door.I'm a little scared because it may be Alexander.I creep over to the door and turn the knob and I shriek,not knowing who I was shrieking at because know she might ask me questions......
