{Chapter 6}
Ashur left just before my mom came home. I successfully got him caught up with what we were doing in class. It was boring as hell but we got to mess around and talk. He told me about how when he was little bullies would steal his lunch all the time so he finally put hot sauce in his sandwich and never had his lunch stolen again. I told him about the reading glasses I was supposed to wear but never did for fear of being made fun of. I had broken through his barricade. After just one day, I felt like I could trust him, just tell him anything without being judged. I felt as if we were meant to become friends. Meant to meet each other.
There was only one thing that I couldn't forget as I helped my mother carry in the Chinese takeout. Earlier when we were joking around I looked down to see the faintest little scars running along his wrist. I had stared for a moment until he noticed my gaze and rolled his arm inward toward his chest, trying to hide away what he didn't want to be seen. But I had seen it. And I wanted to know why he did it. He seemed like a fine, normal kid today. He was laughing and cracking jokes and messing with my hair. Yet, his actions yesterday would suggest otherwise. I was going to find out sooner or later. And then I would be able to help.
I sat down at a dinner tray in front of the living room TV, stuffing my face with chow mien and contemplating what I would do. Tomorrow was the weekend and I had nothing to do but sit at home and read all day. I love reading, but after spending most of all your weekends reading to no end, you need a break.
As if she had read my mind, my cell light up with Amy's picture across the screen. I quickly swallowed and answered the call.
"Hey Gracie-bear. I was wondering if you wanted to go to the mall tomorrow with me. I got some cash to burn and absolutely HAVE to get out of my prison of a house. Whaddya say? You coming with?"
Just like Amy, hip in her talk and her walk. A complete and udder drama queen too. But she was everything I wasn't: funny, popular, beautiful. I felt like she was the other half of me. What made me at least there, even just the slightest bit, instead of being completely invisible.
"Um, sure. Is it just us?" I replied. If there were any Queen Bees going, I'd rather pass.
"Yeah,uh-huh. Just us. 1on1 girlie girl time. You in or not?"
"Sure, sounds good."
"Kay! Tommorrow, my house, 9 AMish?"
"I'll be there." I responded, but before I could even finish, I heard static at the other end.
I walked up the stairs to my room and paused in my doorway. My walls were a lavender color with a white trim Through the middle. My bunk bed sat against the right wall in the corner with my desk underneath, twinkle lights* similar to the ones surrounding my vanity hanging loosely on the white metal poles. Dressers were pushed up against the wall to the left of me. My vanity was in the middle wall, bottles of makeup sitting on the smooth surface and a large shrine of pictures and quotes surrounding it. I walked over to my vanity and pulled open the drawer. Inside was an accumulated collection of important stuff and organized trinkets or soviners. I pulled out my wallet and went to my closet to grab the cutest clothes I could see. Whenever I went to the mall I always tried to look cute, even if I still looked like a wreck.
I stuffed my wallet, some lip gloss, my phone, and some gum into my small leather side bag and laid down to sleep, too excited about hanging out with Amy to think about anything else.
AUTHOR'S NOTE
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*just in case you didn't know, twinkle lights are small little light garlands (like those on a Christmas tree) that twinkle when on.
I'm sorry guys, I have writer'a block (nothing new about THAT), the chapters are to short, the quality sucks, I'm sorry. I thought through the major plot formations but not the stuff that would get the characters to that point. I suck *facepalms* new update soon hopefully, if not then I'm off slaying the evil Block of Writer's.
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~Infinite (Idk what else to call myself :P)
