Fear of it All

1- So Its A Set Up

I thought it would be easy to go through sophomore year alone. Well... I guess I was wrong.

Pasta always had a stench. Well, the school 'spaghetti' always had. Wincing at the slop, I push it around with the flimsy plastic spork. I felt eyes burning into the back of my head. I turn around to see the school counselor blankly burning her eyes into me. It looked like she was dwelling in her master plan. Like usual. She always had something going on with someone, and I'm guessing I'm her next victim.

And that's when Zander Hail was sent my way.

"Hello?" I ask cocking an eyebrow. He took a sit in front of me. "Sup." He says dryly. "Why are you-" "Act like your having fun and love life for a while and we will both be happy again." He sits out the sentence, I knew he didn't want to be here. But, I was shocked. Why the actually heck was he sitting here. "So tell me why the most popular 'bad boy' guy in our school is sitting by me. Like look around I literally have no one over here." I twirl my finger around showing off all of my zero friends. "Because I would get a months detention if I don't." He says chewing food. "Explain." I say softly. "Ok fine." The annoyance in his voice grew. "I screwed up, got detention. And the consular said I had to 'help society'. And she set me up with you because you apparently need a friend or some bull crap. But I thought maybe you didn't want people. I don't know. But apparently we have to hang out after school or something I don't know, it's all a load of-." "No cussing!" I cut him off. I had a huge thing against swearing. It bothered me, it was dirty and I just didn't like it. "Fine." He hisses. "Good thing I won't be around to long because in not taking orders from you. I just know you will run off and eat me out to Mrs. Goodie Do Good teacher over there. Which leads me to detention!" His words sliced through the air, even though he was whispering. Zander pulled his hands through his hair. He seemed stressed, but embarrassment washed over me. Omg! The consular is setting up friends! That is not right that's stupid! OML how embarrassing. My anxiety bubbles up. "Excuse me." I say in between unsteady breaths. My hearts lurches and my stomach swells. I rush off to the bathroom. To calm down.

And I didn't know then. But this would change my life

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"Hey Lizzie don't eat that!" I took the plastic toy out of my baby sisters mouth. I had three other siblings. Lizzie, the youngest. She just turned one last month. We are fostering her until the adoption agency calls to tell us she has a happy home to go to. My younger brother Caleb. He's 11 and very rowdy, and this kid loves off of junk food and minecraft. And my older brother Alex, he's 17, an exact by the day, a year older than me. We unfortunately share our birthday.

"Hey Mom!" I call. "Mom!" I search through the house only to find Alex yelling. "She's at the store Annie!" His nickname for me had nothing to do with my actual name. It didn't even make it shorter, he just liked it. "Oh well can you watch Lizzie!" I try to escape watching her so I can go out tonight. Anywhere really, just some place where I can hang out with anybody. Just not a crowded place. Or busy with cars and highways. Or a place to get robbed at. A safe place to have fun. So basically this park area down the street. Not many people go there but I do know this one girl named Amber who babysits, so she takes kids down there sometimes. She's pretty chill I guess.

"No Harper's coming over in 10 and I need to clean up." He shot back. "Perfect! She can be motherly right! You know she is your girlfriend after all!" I threw back at him. "Fine, but you get Liz tomorrow!" I can here the dread in his voice. "Hey I'm going out tonight be back later!" "Fine be back by nine thirty!" He confirmed. So basically three hours.

I throw a victory dance as soon as I get a text.

Zander- hey we have to meet up today

My heart flutters and jumps, and I begin to calm my panicking. Guess no going to the park then, sorry Amber.

Me- ok meet me at my house it's the red door on Blayne

Zander- fine see you in 15
I sigh and roll my eyes.
What have I done to deserve this, first at lunch today and now again. I know he screwed up bad and got detention but really? Why must I suffer so.

He's cute.
The familiar voice of my conscience mumbles.

Shut up conscience no he is not. It doesn't matter how he looks he's a player. A jerk who just tosses girls to the side like trash.

I slump into the couch, flipping through channels endlessly
when I hear Harper walk in. "Hi Harper." I plainly say. "Hey girly!" Her optimism pours out of her. Her bouncing light brown curls were perfectly framing her beauty. Dang if only I looked like that.
I turn back to the tv to get lost into a supernatural episode. And pounding on the door snapped me out of it. Fear washes over me as I creep to the window to check who it is. And I rolled my eyes, confirming it was Zander.

"Ready?" He said with dread.
"Sure." I didn't sound any more happy than he did.
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Btw sorry! I suck at writing it's my first book! And plus I don't know who these people are who play my characters. My friend is the one who picked them out. :) so... PLEASE HELP ME IMPROVE OK BYE :^/