Chpater 2

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Chapter 2

The bus ride home was quiet. Seth and I didn’t talk much. Neither of us were much of talkers, so we just sat there in silence. He did saw a quick bye to me when he got off though. When I got home I went straight to my room. I plopped myself on my bed, and took a deep breath. I survived another day in hell so far, how much longer can I last? When Alexa called for me, I started to think that I wouldn’t much longer.

“Zyra!” she shouted on the other side of my door.

“What?” I shouted back.

“I need your help.” She said. I sighed, only times she needs my help is when I have to do something for her.

“With what?” I asked.

“Just come and see.” She said.

I groaned as I got up. If I didn’t do what she asked, she’d find a way to get me in trouble, and I do not need another reason for mom to be disappointed in me. I opened my door to find her smiling at me. One of her smiles that told me that I was about to do something I’d regret later. She grabbed my hand, and pulled me into her room. Now I’m scared.

Her room was painted pink, my least favorite color, and so were her bed spreads. I scrunched up my nose at the site, like I always did when I saw her room. She locked the door behind, making me flinch, and pulled me farther into her room. Aside from the master bedroom, this is the biggest room in the house.

“Stand still.” Alexa ordered. I watched her as she took the measuring tape and measured my height, my waist, and my neck.

“Is this some sick, demonic plan of yours to kill me?” I asked. She sighed and rolled her eyes.

“No. It’s a class project for my fashion design class.” She said, and then she measured me around my bust, and butt. “You should be happy that I even chose you as my model.” She said. It was my turn to roll my eyes.

“Yeah. I’m so happy I could die.” I said sarcastically. What was she going to make me wear? A pink frilly dress? Make me look like a complete idiot? Probably both.

“Shut up.” She said. “What’s your shoe size?” she asked.

“8 in half.” I said.

“Good. Okay, were done here.” She said, and rushed me out of the room.

I walked towards my room, but then I could hear dad in his office. He was humming to himself. It was a nice soft, slow tune. I silently walked over to the door. Dad hated it when we interrupted him while he worked. He said that we would never know when he was in the middle of his next big hit. So I stood outside the door, listening to him hum.

It sounded as if he were doing a show jingle. He does those a lot. I heard him grunt then, and his old chair squeak. I reached for the door knob, thinking he was hurt, be he started humming again. I sighed in relief, and walked back towards my room.

“Hey Zyra. Your girlfriend is outside.” Jordan said, walking past me. I knew he was talking about Val, but I wanted to chuck him out the window.

I went out the back door, and met up with Val in the driveway. She was giggling, and I was surprised to find Seth with her. He was smiling a bit, but his expression turned serious when he saw me. Val turned around and rushed over to me.

“Let’s go.” She said. I looked at her confused, but she just shook her head. “I have a new mission for us.” She said.

Oh, great. What was she going to make me do now? Every time Val had a ‘mission’ it always ended up with us in either jail, or the principal’s office. I sighed as she tugged on my arm. Seth looked at me, clueless on why he was here. I just shrugged at him. My guess was as good as his.

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