The Bad Boy, The Bet & Me

Chapter 48: Silence is Best & A Kick Back Into Reality

It was a Monday.

The big-old, classic Monday which everyone, myself included, hated the feeling of hearing that cringe-worthy alarm beep off around about the same time everyday, depending whether you were a heavy sleeper or not and the vague feeling of anxiety bubbling in your chest just purely because life is a bitch.

The bell rung loudly, the sound being annoying to my ears as I slammed the door of my locker not in anger but because I could and felt like it. People looks for more than they had to when the caught sight of my newly cut and grey hair which I honestly loved since it was so cool and cut the time of washing hair in half.

As I was alone and alone to my thoughts, I walked holding my heavy pile of books tightly to my chest as I watched the other boys and girls chatting, laughing, some angry and I even saw one crying. I didn't know why the girl was crying, she looked about 15 a girl with brown hair matched with brown eyes. She was alone next to the water fountain crying, and I felt a pang of hurt in my heart when I saw no-one around her to comfort her.

So I would I thought to myself:

I walked closer and closer, the sound of my trainers slapping the floor when all of a sudden a group of two girl came rushing over from behind me running to the crying girl barging me so my load of heavy books fell to the ground with a thump. I sighed annoyed, muttering all sorts as I bent down to pick it up when my eyes caught the girls whom all looked guilty at my pile of books on the ground. They held the crying girls hand whom now was just sniffing when one of them came over to help me pick my books up, kneeling besides me not looking at me in eyes.

"Sorry, I- I didn't mean t-to push you." The girl whom had blonde hair and brown eyes panicked as she stuttered, picking collected the small books, focusing on the pile as if it was the most important thing in the world.

To her surprise, I chuckled shaking my head as I smiled, taking my books from her hold. "It's alright don't worry about it." I collected the few books I could see when I looked over to the once-crying girl.

"Is your friend okay?" Knocking up an eyebrow with sympathy heard in my voice. The blonde girl glanced over  back at her friend before she turned back to me. "Yeah, she's okay now.

I saw that the girl was already freaked out, so I let it go and didn't question her further although I wanted to ask what had actually happened. I knew that some things didn't need to solved and that somethings were private so we both stood up before she handed back a few of my books beforeI said a thank you and before she said again, a little sorry.

As I huffed, I made my way to English although my pile of books felt lighter, me being me didn't pry into it any further. My mind wandered off to Mum and before I knew it a smile crawled onto my lips. We had never had a girls night before, the Saturday we watched movies, made hot chocolate, pampered and just did things as we wished.

"Heyyyy!"

Things were so much better than they were before, but I still had that ache in my heart knowing that in two weeks time it was his anniversary and I felt dead-guilty about forgetting. I felt like a horrible daughter, I was so wrapped up in myself that I forgot about what actually was meaningful.

"Hey. Heyy! Stop."

I had so much going on in my brain that it got so bad I forgot to brush my teeth in the morning and even burnt a WHOLE pop tart whilst my mind was on vacation. The worst thing is, there's just so much cramped up in the fucking brain that I don't know what important and not.