broken {s.m.}

05//mrs. mendes

I ended up calling my mom by the end of that period.

"Mom," I said, nearly choking as I tried not to cry again and tried to whisper so every other kid in the class wouldn't hear even though they were already reading my lips. "Mom, I've gotta come home. Please."

"Honey, what's going on?" She was really worried, I could tell. I could hear her breathing heavily through the phone.

"It's just boy drama. But please Momma. I've already embarrassed myself in front of my entire class. I don't want the whole school to see me cry. I just need to go home and sleep. Please," I begged. The tears were starting up again.

"Honey I'm on my way," she said. I could hear the jingling of her keys as she picked them up.

"Thanks Momma," I said. "I love you."

I stepped back into into the classroom and sat down in the chair nearest to the door. I pulled out my phone and scrolled down Instagram, trying not to look at anyone around me. I could hear their whispers, but I didn't really care. All I wanted to do was go home.

By the time my name was called over the intercom, I was literally dying to get out of there. I hefted my backpack onto my shoulders, grabbed my binder, and didn't look back. I raced down the empty hallways.

As I neared the office, I saw a familiar woman standing beside my mom. Oh no. I groaned inwardly as I approached my mom and Shawn's mom.

"Maddie!" Mrs. Mendes smiled, her face warm. "Honey, I feel like it's been forever!" Her lilting British accent was so pretty. Other than her chocolate eyes, I felt like she and Shawn didn't look that much alike. Oh, other than her smile. She and Shawn had identical smiles. Both were warm and made me feel like smiling whenever I saw them. She pulled me into a tight hug.

I kinda melted. My mom and her were so close that I used to see her almost every day when I was younger. And I saw Shawn too. Back in the day, he and were kinda close. It made me smile, remembering how much fun we used to have.

But then I remembered how bad he hurt me, and I felt like crying again. I'd never told anyone how much it hurt when he had left me for all the popular kids. When had we started hating each other so much, though? Was it when he started dating all those senior girls, or when he finally stopped acknowledging me as his buddy? Maybe when he decided to act all flirty towards me?

I faked a smile for Mrs. Mendes and lifted my cheeks. "Hi!" I said, "I've missed you."

She smiled. "Me too! With my new job, it's hard to find time to see you all. And Shawn's missed you too! I've missed seeing you all together!"

As she blabbed on and on to my mom, I felt myself zoning out. Wait, Shawn had missed me? I don't know why I was so surprised. Maybe it was because, as much as I hated to admit it, I really, really missed him too.

This whole day was getting so confusing.

Suddenly Mrs. Mendes broke into my thoughts with an alarming invitation. "Margaret, what do you say we have you all over for dinner tonight?"

My eyes opened wide. Oh boy. My mom said yes. And then they opened wider when I saw Shawn coming through the doorway, looking just as dismayed as I felt.

11/23/17
Hi peoples!! Happy thanksgiving to you guys in America!! How do you like how this is progressing? I've been wondering, should I change the cover of this story? Don't forget to vote!! Maybe 5 more votes for the next part??
xo, Maddie.