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I spent most of the early morning pacing back and forth in front of the bed, a thousand thoughts racing through my mind. When it was finally time to get ready for school, I quickly dressed and then slowly opened the bedroom door. I hadn't heard a sound all morning, but I didn't want to risk making a sound that would wake my aunt up. I wasn't ready to face her again, not just yet. I made my way to the stairs and slowly walked down them.
I put my book bag down by the front door, making sure it didn't make a sound. I put my shoes next to it. I inched my way towards the kitchen, but froze just inside the door way. My aunt was leaning against the counter, looking out the kitchen window, out into the back yard. My first thought was to slowly back away before she could spot me, but she turned towards me just as I moved my left foot back.
"Good morning, Sang. Sleep well?"
"Just fine, I guess. How about you," I asked her, mostly because it was the polite thing to do. I didn't get why she would be asking. She knew about.....
Oh, no! What if she heard me last night, as I paced back and forth.
She knew me. She knew what happened to my body every night.
What am I doing to do? To say?
I could feel the panic starting to rise inside me and I desperately tried to stop it. It wouldn't do me any good if she was to see my panic. I tried to think back, wondering if I had made any noises that would have given me away. I wasn't sure either way. I knew better! I knew when she came home that I would have to act like the me that she knew. No way was I showing her the new me! I needed to start thinking straight!
"I slept like a rock," she replied, apparently obvious to my inner break down. She took a sip of her coffee, before walking over to the table and sitting down. "The long drive seemed to have caught up with me. I was out like a light as soon as my head hit the pillow. I got up not to long ago. Have to have that first cup of coffee before I can function for the day."
She raised the cup and took another sip. "You better eat something before going school. You didn't eat much last night."
I was still frozen in the doorway, mentally kicking myself for my mistake. I needed to do something, anything, that normally I would do. Ok, I could do breakfast. Maybe.
I nodded and made my way into the kitchen. I quickly made myself a bowl of cereal before walking to the table and sitting down. I was so messed up inside that my throat tightened up and I knew I wouldn't be able to eat a single bite.
How could I have been so stupid?
"Sang, is everything ok? You look a little pale and you're shaking," she told me. She reached out a hand, as if to feel my forehead, but I jerked back out of instinct. She frowned then gave me a stern look. "What in the world has gotten into you?"
"I'm sorry. I'm fine. I just have a big test today and I guess I'm more stressed out about it than I thought. Plus, you know I can't get sick," I replied, smiling what I hoped was a convincing smile. One that said everything was just as it should be.
"Well, I'm sure you will do just fine. You're a smart one," she told me, though she was still frowning and she watched me closely.
I looked back down at my bowl, moving the cereal around with the spoon absently. I was still trying to figure out what she knew, if she even knew anything. I wasn't sure either way and there was no way I was going to bring that up. I was watching her out of the corner of my eye, trying to see signs that would indicate one way or another. She was rubbing at her ear, muttering under her breath, but it was so low that I didn't catch it.
I looked up and tried to focus on her. Maybe if I turned the focus towards her, she wouldn't notice the cereal. "Everything ok?"
She shot me a quick glance, before she started to rub at her other ear as well. "Yes, I'm fine. It's just those darn headphones. I bought a new pair the other day and I hadn't tried them until last night. My ears have been bothering me ever since I woke up. I don't know if it was the headphones that are the problem or if the music had been a tad too loud."
Her words hit me like a mac truck. How could I have forgotten? Of course, we had been apart for a few months, but that was something about her that I had known for years. For some strange reason, she always listened to classical music while she slept. She always wore headphones. Always.
I heaved a big sigh and smiled to myself. She hadn't heard me moving around earlier this morning.
"I'm sorry. I hope they get to feeling better," I told her.
"I'm going to the store here in a bit. I'm going to pick up another pair. Do you need anything from the store?"
"No, I'm good," I replied.
I stood up and took my bowl to the sink. I dumped the soggy cereal down the disposal. I flipped the the switch to turn it on and after a few seconds, I flipped it off. I quickly washed my bowl and spoon. I turned around to see her still rubbing at her ears. They were getting redder by the second, but that was probably due to how hard she was rubbing at them.
"Well, I better get to going. It's about time to meet up with the guys and Kota is pretty strict about time," I told her as I walked towards the hallway. I hated to use Kota as an excuse to escape her, but I couldn't think of anything else at the moment. It was time to put some distance between me and her. Hopefully it would give me time to calm down.
"Oh, that won't be necessary. I'll drive you to school today. I need to see where the school is at, anyways. Today is as good a day as any. Let me go get dressed and then we can go," she said as she stood.
I leaned back against the wall when she left the room. I had a feeling that things were about to change, and not in a good way. I pulled out my phone and sent Kota a text.
Sang: My aunt want's to take me to school today.
Kota: That's fine. We'll follow you guys to the school. Everything ok?
Now was not the time to go into detail about all that had happened since I had last seen him yesterday afternoon.
Sang: I'll see you guys at school.
For some reason, I couldn't lie to him. Not even in a text.
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