Chapter 24
After Kyra and Avery hanging out at my house somewhere in the middle of the week Avery’s father caved and let her come back. Kyra was still in town with my father, I was guessing that they were waiting on my mother to arrive. She called and told me it’d be tomorrow, on Sunday. Today was Saturday and also the day of Seth’s party. The week went by surprisingly fast, I actually got work done in most of my classes and I didn’t jip so I think that’s an accomplishment. Then again I did get my phone taken away a couple of time because Cole was blowing up my phone with a bunch of text messages and he was calling me, that nerd.
Cole has also been hanging out at my house after school since his father kicked him out. We’d usually watch movies and mess around, but then he’d always leave before it got really late. I never asked him where he would go, I left it alone. I didn’t want to be in his business. While he’d be over my house Kyra would come over and meet him. She thought he wasn’t a bad guy, I was glad she had enough sense to not bring up the gun thing. Kyra and I would both notice that his phone would ring every once and a while and he’d never pick up. We’d try to convince him to answer the phone because it could be important but he always shook it off.
Kyra and I were always thinking the same thing, that it was that chick Rosemary and Kyra even had the gall to ask Cole if it was. I’d hit her in the arm and tell her she was being nosy, but he answered her anyways. Turns out it was Rosemary on the other end of the phone. Eventually Cole and I would talk about the party and he’d tell me he would be picking me up and I couldn’t object. Kyra would bounce on my bed with the thought of a party in her head and I shook my head. Of course I told her she couldn’t come, even if there wasn’t going to be alcohol and drugs I knew things were still going to be happening there that she didn’t need to see.
Kyra would whine about not being able to come but it didn’t work on me but Cole looked like he was about to give. He tried to reason saying that we could watch her and something about how she needs to live a little while she’s here. I still didn’t think it was a good idea, if she got hurt of in trouble then it’d all be on me and I wasn’t about to have my dad yell at me.
So after that Cole would drop her off at the place Kyra and my father were staying at and go to wherever he went. It was about an hour ago that he called asking me if I was getting ready. I’d smile and say I was getting around to it, then we’d chat for a bit and end the call. So when I said I was getting around to it I wasn’t kidding, Avery wasn’t here to tell me of I was doing this right. Plus my mom wasn’t here so I think I was struggling.
It was then that I had a brilliant idea, I sat on my bed; grabbed my laptop and looked at YouTube video’s until I found something I could work with. For my hair that is, I found something that wasn’t too complicated and really simple. I kept that in mind while I dug through my closet, something to wear, something to wear, gotta find something to wear.
So I did this weird thing that helped me choose something to wear. I covered my eyes with one hand and pointed out my top wth the other. I opened my eyes when I finished pointing out what I was going to wear. Of course it was an off the shoulder top, it was a dark blue and it was kind of tight so it hugged me well. I looked through my pants and found some well washed jeans that had holes in them. I quickly threw it on and walked back into my room and fixed my hair into a bump that fell in the back.
I sat down by my mirror and curled those strands of my hair and fixed my bands. I pulled out my wedges and flats and wondered which one I’d wear better, I really didn’t know what was going to happen at this party so I decided to keep it comfortable. I slid on my flats and grabbed my purse.
There was a knocking at the door, I ran to the door of my room. “Hold up a second.” I ran back in my room and practically threw everything in my purse and grabbed it.
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