Earbuds

At least I'm not Forgotten

           I find myself laying in bed on a Friday morning. I look at my phone and it's already 9:34. My eyes bud open, then I catch myself before yelling at my mom. I realized today school is out. Today is the 4th anniversary of our schools shooting. No one was shot, but one of the old geography teachers had a heart attack from it. Now, every year we miss school on February 9th. 

          I get out of bed without even bothering to check my phone for new messages. I walk down the hall and think to myself "It's way too quiet in this house.." I immediately call out. 

"Is anyone home?!" I wait for an answer, but nothing happens. I walk into the kitchen and find a note tapped to the fridge reading 

         Dear Scarlett,

         Your father and I have decided to spend the weekend away from here in peace. Don't call or text while we're gone. If your need anything ask Hayleigh's parents. There is food and water so don't be determined to act like we've abandoned you. You can go anywhere you want, just don't leave the doors unlocked. 

                                                                                                                          Love,  mother and father

          "Ugh.." I scowl at their anticipation to get away from me. I sprawl back into bed and get on my phone. I have plenty of text to tend to but I decide I want to know that girls name. The thought of her is driving me unreasonably mad. I have no idea why either, could I have unattended feelings for her? NO. I quickly shake the thought from my head. My parents are very strict on that matter. I am only to date boys, only to like boys, only to fantasize about boys. Nothing else. 

          I get on my messages and text Grace. Her timing is impeccable. 

          Scarlett : Hey, I have a question for you..

          Grace: Hey, what's up?

          Scarlett: It's about your best friend. The girl your always with. Well could you tell me her name?

         Grace: Yeah sure, her name is Peyton. Why you ask?

          Scarlett:  Just wondering. My parents left me alone for the weekend again..

          Grace: Oh sorry. They are really shitty parents ya know.. and maybe I could ask my mom if you could come over for the weekend. Peyton is coming too, is that alright. 

          Scarlett: YES

          Scarlett: It's fine with me. Sorry about the caps. 

          Grace: lol it's fine, and my mom said yes. She'll be over in two hours or so. That's when she is getting Peyton. I won't be in the car though, It'll just be you, Peyton, and my mom. Will that work for you??

          Scarlett: Yes, that's perfect. Thanks!! ttyl, gotta get ready. 

          Grace: kk cya 

          I quickly jump outta bed. I run straight to the shower, just when I expect to get yelled at for running in the house, I remember it's just me here. 15 year old me, home alone. I don't even bother to lock or shut the door. I pull my pants off my skinny body. I go to the shower and start the water. I pull off my shirt, drop it to the floor, then my mind drifts off to Peyton. I slowly run my fingers down my curved breast and slim stomach. I pull off my underwear, undo my bra, and hop in. 

          I sit on the couch. Waiting anxiously for Grace's mom and Peyton to arrive. I am wearing my ripped shorts, and a band tee, my black choker and converses. My hair is down, like always, and my makeup is flawless. I hope she thinks I'm pretty. Wait, what am I thinking. Why should I care if she thinks I'm pretty... 

          I have my Totoro bag right beside me, ready to grab it and leave at any moment. I pull out my phone. I have 8 new messages on Snapchat. I get on to see who, but there is non of which I'm interested in right now. I see one person has added me. I get on to check and it's Peyton!! OH MY GOD.. she knows I still exist. I wondering if Grace told her my user. I wonder is Peyton asked for my user. I wondering if she knows I'm coming. Surely she does, why else would Grace's mom be making a stop at my house. Even if she doesn't know I'm coming at least I'm not forgotten.