Somewhere in between

-Ch6-

It's been three weeks since Jason and I have gone over the plans for prom, and our last week of the dreaded prison is finally coming to a end. Which means that prom is drawing near and so is Jason. He and I are spending more and more time together because well I guess that you guys can figure out what is happening. But, non the less not one of my teachers has been any more lenient with the amount of work they have piled on top of the heavy load. My schedule hasn't gotten anymore crazy other than that , and everything is starting to fall into a old habit. Get up, get dressed, grab something, anything to eat, text my mom a kissy face emoji and something like, ' hey mom I'm leaving,' or ' am I babysitting the sibs, today'. From there I go to the magical tunnel of trees, where I can actually breath, and remember what I have to. At school I am a mess, no one likes me and I am known as the dumbest teen of all time. People will come up to me and say that I've broken a world record. I say ' yeah for what?' and they then turn to each other start giggling, and then finally after what feels forever give or take, they say, ' for getting the most F's in a school year, exactly 180 without a single grade higher than a F. ' They wait for my reaction but it never comes so they leave peering over their shoulders to see if I will start balling like a little baby. News flash I'm not a baby I never was one and not planning on being one anytime soon so beat it. I feel confident and powerful outside the school, but............ never have I felt so crippled and decayed then I have now. I am dying inside. I am just holding on by the sheer thought of seeing Jason soon. Everyday he texts but it just isn't the same thing to talk to him and feel him smooth skin beneath your finger tips and to just see the word that should be coming out of his mouth. The smell of his lady shampoo that he claims makes his hair softer. I miss the comfort that he brings with him, the sense of security. The feeling that if something came after us we could take them on and the rest of the world.

When a place is at peace, I ...... I some how manage the weight of everything. People say that I've never gotten an A before in my life. Well let me tell you that when I get homework, I crush it, I get only A's. I work incredibly hard on my home assignments, I might spend a hour on just one of the assignments just to make sure that it is perfect. And another 6 on all the rest. I think precisely, and I am diligent when I'm at home by myself.

After visiting Olivia, and the tunnel I directly head to my job. I from there ,go to school, then after,I get home babysit my sibs, and do homwork.

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' I ran down the path tripping on tree roots and rocks and yell to my daughter. She..... She must have ran away I tell myself, reassuring the fact that she wasn't dead......' Bing, Ding, Ding. I look over in the general direction of my phone and hope that it's not mom, so I can ignore it and continue reading. Finally when something actually interesting happens, I get interrupted by the !😋Reality Check😄! (GO check out my newest book Reality Check) of my phone. I ignore the ring of the phone and continue to walk the path of ' Thalia's Tree'. We have to finish the book by next Tuesday, and I really want to get a good grade, hopeful my group members will not mess this assignment up for me. Each of the group members have to write a summary by ourselves, and then we have to combine our summary to create a "master piece". At least that's what Mrs. Vice said today during class. But, we all know that our group is never going to get anything done. We are going to just have to motif my own into something good. Something worth at least a C, so that I am not yelled at by my ludicrous stepdad. And no he is not actually my dad, he was my mom's husband before she died, and a father to Rosie. He had 6 kids with my step mom, Sofi, Claire, Chase, Sage, Bailey, James, and her kids that she had with her first husband are June, Josh, Jack and Levi. But anyway I ignore my phone long enough for the person on the other end of the phone to get quite annoyed and starts blowing up my phone. I try rush over to silence it so that the little ones don't wake.  But while diving over the kitchen counter I bash my wrist, and it starts to bleed. I grab it in pain and rock my self in the effort to calm down like my mom did when I young. I look at it and wonder if this is how Rosie felt when she popped her bone out of place and out her skin. The skin at least wasn't black and blue like hers was. They had to perform surgery on her and mom had to rush from work to get there. Just then I get another line of texts from Olivia and almost jumped out my skin. They ....They were moving!

   Sorry that I left you on a cliff hanger and that I haven't been writing crazy summer! Leave me a comment on how crazy your schedule is this summer! See you all next chapter and be sure to check out my newest book REALITY CHECK!