Under The Surface [Editing]

Chapter Five Tingles

Glaring at Nathan I got up and walked off to the bathroom. Lily and Debra followed me as I held my head high, some people turned and looked at my humiliation, but I ignored them. Once in the rest room I frantically scrubbed my face off and used my finger as a tooth brush to try and get the blue color off as much as possible.

“He’s hot,” Debra said as her and Lily stood next to me trying to help. I felt tears start to well up in my eyes, but I refused to let them out. I would not let him make me cry.

“He’s a total douche bag,” I growled looking in the mirror. Most of the dye had come off. There wasn’t much of a tint left of the blue color, but my face was all red around my mouth from scrubbing. I looked like I had a rash. I frowned; he was a complete and insufferable douche.

“He is a cute douche though,” Debra continued in her nonchalant tone as if she didn’t really care. My stomach lurched slightly as she said so.

“Why did he do that to you anyway?” Lily asked.

“I flushed the toilet this morning when he was in the shower; he was a jerk at breakfast already.” I mumbled. They both started to laugh and I couldn’t help but join in with them. They always managed to calm me down and make me feel better.

“I’m sorry Dawn. You know we are here for you.” Lily said and they both hugged me.

“It’s barely been one day and he is already under my skin and making me itch,” I snarled quietly. Lily and Debra exchanged a look like they were concerned. I just wanted to go home. We walked out of the restroom when I was finished and calmed down enough. My dad and Nathan were waiting nearby.

“I’ll see you guys at school on Monday.” I turned to Lily and Debra.

“Okay see you later.” They said winking at me. I sighed and walked over to my father and Nathan who were waiting patiently. Nathan still had a smirk on his face, but didn’t say anything.

“Can we go home now?” I asked hotly.

“Yes.” My father was angry, he must have figured out Nathan had done this to me. Didn’t matter if he said anything to Nathan or not it didn’t look like Nathan cared or paid it any mind.

I stomped off towards the parking lot. The ride home was silent and I had to pick up some of his packages as there was so much to bring in. I dumped it on the floor in his room and went to mine slamming the door shut as hard as I could. At least I didn’t throw another major fit.

I sat and thought about the day’s events. Scowling at myself as I thought how this boy is bringing out the worst in me. Why when he touched me did tingles erupt through my whole body? Or when other girls looked at him or he looked at them I got angry and my stomach clenched. There is no way I could be crushing on him. Yes he was gorgeous, but he was a hardened prick that just pushed everyone away. He thought he was the only one who had a rough time in life.

The memory of my mother leaving for her stupid advertising career surfaced as I thought about that. I know, it wasn’t being a street thug issue, but it hurt all the same. She moved across the country instead of wanting to be a mother. What parent does that? Why even have children in the first place if you didn’t want to continue with the job? The thought made me angry all over again.

Last I talked to her it was the week before school started and she had cut the conversation short for some work related emergency. My dad was furious with her for that since she had spent all summer overseas doing some workshop for her company and didn’t call even once.

I got up pushing the memories out of my mind. I didn’t like thinking about my mother. The memory of that rainy day always popped up, and that hurt the worst, that day.