The Innocent Rebellion

Chapter 1

"RAELYNN!!!" my mom yelled. I hate when she yells, I never know if I'm in trouble, if she needs me to do something, or if she needs help picking out clothes. "Yeah, mom?!" I yelled back as I got up off the couch. As I stood up, I seen our front door. I stared at the front door for what seemed like just a few seconds thinking, wondering, contemplating. Thinking about what kind of trouble my best friend, Em, is getting into. Wondering if my boyfriend, Zach, is getting drunk or high right now. Contemplating wether or not grabbing my keys driving off to a party is the risk of losing my mom's trust.
My mom yelled again "RAELYNN JADE!!!!"
I snapped out of my deep thought.
         I Wasn't completely down for what was coming next but out of respect I yelled back "YEAH!!" As I turn around to go look for her, I jumped, she was right behind hind me. "Mom, don't scare me like that."
"I wouldn't have to scare you if you would have answered me in the first place."
"I did answer."
"No you didn't, don't argue with me Raelynn."
"I'm sorry."
"What were you thinking about? And don't say nothing, you never answer me if you have your head stuck in a book or your thinking. I don't see a book anywhere, so must have been thinking."
I hate when she does that. "I was thinking."
"What about?"she snapped back, like she was a dog protecting its steak.
I lied. "I was was wondering what my friends were up too."
For as long as I can remember I was a really good liar. First rule for being a good liar: half of the lie needs to be true. Why does the lie need to be half true? So if someone finds out and confronts me I can always fall back on the excuse "you asked about *blank*, and not *blank*. How was I supposed too know?". I guess if I think about it I do that with a lot of questions I answer.
"Oh. I'm sorry, I don't think you can hangout with them this week. Your doctor said no sweating. I'm sorry baby."
Her saying that just made me mad. I still remember when my doctor said that. "No sweating, no lifting anything over 15 pounds." Perks of getting a major surgery two weeks before summer break. Telling a teen 'no sweating' during the summer is basically saying 'stay inside all summer' or 'congratulations you now can't have a summer'
"Why can't I hangout with them this week? I never see zach and this is the last week I can see Em for the rest of the summer." I asked as I got my trash from the table and walked to the trash can.
"Because Raelynn. I will be leaving with your grandparents for the week to help with darlene."
'Darlene' any time I hear that name I shiver. Darlene is my great grandma who is a bitch, how can she be a bitch? She asked me and my family to help paint her porch, we helped but when I just took one step in her trailer when I had on a shoe she called me a brat and a slew of other words. She also  tried to get rid of my grandpa because he was male instead of a female and she didn't want another male, it doesn't help that she is a black widow.
"I'm sorry I forgot" I said remembering I'm not allowed to go anywhere or do anything when my mom isn't home. "When are you leaving?" I asked walking back from the kitchen.
"Tomorrow" she replied as she was putting in the last of her clothes in her suitcase.
"Ok"
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*Ding* I check my phone, message from Zach. I put my phone back down to finish eating dinner. As I took my last bite of my French toast dinner, I looked at my phone to find out what Zach said.

"Hey baby."

"Hey babe" I replied back, feeling a little bummed.

"Any plans for tomorrow?"

Him asking that made me feel warm, as he always made me feel when he asked me any kind of question. "No, but I'm not allowed to go anywhere until my mom gets back."

"When does she get back?" It took him longer to reply.

I'mm not sure if I like where this is going, But only one way to find out. "In about a week."

Zach:
Sounds tempting

Me:
Don't you have other stuff to do? Like maybe figuring out how to put on a licence plate?

Zach:
THE NUT BOLT THINGY WAS STUCK!

He tried to put his U.S Marine licence plate a few weeks back, but city boy don't know what the difference between a nut or bolt is so he had to get his country girlfriend~me~to get it off. I most definitely wont let him live that down.

Me:
What ever excuses excuses. So when can I see you next?