Crush On You [EDITING]

Chapter Five ☼

[ E D I T E D ]

It was Friday and I decided to take the day off without telling mom or anyone. The action I took was due to the sickness of having to receives stares, glares, whispers and friendly 'hi' from students every morning.

I had done so much thing to avoid all those stuff since freshman year. And now, my senior year is ruined. Ruined because of my selfishness. Ruined because of my fast-thinking-but-stupid brain. Ruined because of my machine-gun-like mouth. One word suits all.

I woke up early the next morning without any specific or clear reason. I heard some clacking noise came up from downstairs and went to do some investigation because the Sherlock Holmes in me is raging. But turned out it was a massive, huge, gigantic, enormous mistake because I found mom washing the dishes. I turned back quietly, tip toeing.

"Where do you think you're going, young lady?" she asked.

"Damn it!" I muttered I turned to face her. She placed both hands on her hips. I smiled at her. "Good morning, mom. Aren't suppose to be gone by now?" I asked innocently.

"Yes, but I can go anytime I want. What about you? I'm pretty sure today is a school day. Any excuses?"

"Mom, I'm taking the day off because I'm not feeling very well. I need some rest." I walked over to the fridge and took out a carton of milk before pouring it into a glass and drink it. 

"Why don't you come with me to the meeting?"

"You mean the meeting for the launching of your beauty products?" She nodded. "No, mom. I'm not interested." I put the empty glass of milk into the sink and turned away from her, but she pulled my arm and pleaded  me. "Sorry, I can't go with you. I'm going for a jog in a few minutes to strengthen myself."

I ignored her and went up to my room and changed into a pair of grey sweatpants and a maroon t-shirt. I put on a pair of black running shoe. It surely didn't match my outfit but that doesn't seem like a big problem to me.

When I'm done, I put my iPod and earphones into my sweatpants' pocket because I jog while music blast into my ears. It's normal, most people does that. I ran down the stairs to the kitchen and found it empty. The house was deadly quiet except for my footsteps on the marble floor.

I walked to the door, opened it and was greeted by a bright sunlight that shone in my direction. I locked the door behind me and started to jog from the porch. I jogged on the pavement sidewalk to the park in the neighbourhood. I felt the coldness in the air and shivered as it it brushed through my skin.

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The morning jog was great and I returned home an hour later. I took a shower to freshen up my body and my mind. Thinking about life in the shower was sure the best thing to do.

I loved the shower once I step into it. But before that, the thought and the need of showering bothered me so much that sometimes I hated it.

Staying too long in the shower was a bad idea because mom had warned me not to waste the water. I stepped out of it and towel dry myself before wearing any clothing at all.

My phone rang and I jumped before wrapping myself up with the towel. I walked over to the nightstand, looked at the caller ID but didn't recognize the number. I picked up the call. "Hello?"