Rich Girl Not So Rich

Rich Girl, Not So Rich Part 13

Day 13
I woke up this morning hearing my phone buzz. When I saw that it was Jordan I answered. He asked if I still wanted to meet up later and I said yes because I dont want him to think I just bail on people after making plans, thats not me.
I only brought one change of clothes and It must have rained last night because my bag was soaked and so were the clothes I was in.
I checked the time and it was around 9am. Mum would be at work and she most likely hasnt even bothered to see if I was okay.
I decided to go home and get changed before meeting up with Jordan.
Once I had changed I re packed my bag with dry clothes and told Jordan to meet me at the mall. He agreed.
I was nervous, what if I mess things up like I mess up everything else?
They say be yourself, but what if 'yourself' is stupid? Then what?
When I saw him a smile instantly appeared on my face. He was that kinda guy who can make everyone happy. That kinda guy who will make everyone else laugh even when he's dying inside.
He walked over to me and hugged me, yes he hugged me and I was so surprised. Good surprised though.
We had a good conversation about school and our pasts and I got to know a lot about him. I found out that he has gone to 6 different schools, that he too got bullied and that he loves music. We can relate a lot.
We ended up talking for like 2 hours, then decided to get lunch. I was never a big eater, Im still not so I wasnt that hungry. We got hot chips and sat outside to eat them.
When we finished I started feeling weird, not sick just weird. So I told Jordan I would call him later.
I decided I was just gonna go home and face mom when she's home from work.
On my way home I thought about telling Jordan I cut. I mean he would find out eventually, right? I dont know. What if he hates me? I better not. At least not for a while.
Ive heard people say that if someone is a cutter they're a person to stay away from. Why would you stay away from them? You could help them so why ignore them?
They have their reasons and so do I. Im still not proud though. Hang on, because I cut does that instantly make me a bad person like people say? I dont get it anymore. I dont know what to think about myself.