Warm Bodies

Cold town

I run upstairs from my stalking of Austin and throw my bag down and lay on my bed and scream into my pillow. After my temper tantrum grabs my bag and starts to work on my geometry homework and my lit assignments. once I was done a continue to unpack and put together things. I set up my bookshelf first and put it against one of the giant walls. I open a box full of books and put them all up. A few hours later I finished my whole room with my fairy lights and chair in the corner of the room for reading

I grab my favorite book and start to read when my phone rings on my bed. slowly I get up and grab my phone and see who it is it was Austin calling me. I contemplate declining the call and just moving on with my life. but after a minute I answer.

"Hey," I say into my phone as I move my book and I seat down in my chair putting my feet up

"Hey what are you doing right now?"

"was reading a book."

"Oh screw that that's lame. wanna hang out."

"umm I'm pretty sure I'm not allowed out and for all, I know you could be a serial killer," I say into the phone smiling.

"your right well you want to talk to me on the phone?"

"I have nothing better to do," I say

We talked on the phone for a few hours before my dad calls us down for our first dinner in our new house. I tell him ill call him back later and then I open my door. I walk down the stairs and seat down at the table with a smile on my face. my mom and dad look at me with a confused look on there face as they see the huge grin on mine.

I look down at my plate and see the meat with mash potatoes and a side of baby carrots. my mom always cooks my meat and adds normal food with it. I lick my lips hungrily and pick up my fork and knife and cut the cubes into small pieces. I pick up one of the small pieces of flesh and put it in my mouth. It is very chewy and I chew it slowly and let the flavor slip into my taste buds.

Once I was finished my mom and dad cleaned up the kitchen and me and my little sister run up the stairs and go into our rooms. I pick my phone up off of my bed and call Austin again he picks up and I hear yelling and stuff being thrown.

"Hey, can't talk right now."

the call ends on that note when I hear a man yelling Austin's name. I get a feeling in the pit of my stomach. After an hour I text him and ask if he is ok but I don't get a reply. I put my phone on the charger and change into my PJs. I lay down in my bed and I close my eyes but I cant sleep. All I can think about is How Austin hasn't texted me back.

I grab my computer and watch youtube until I fall asleep. I wake up to my mom knocking on my door. I seat up and grab my phone off of the changer and see I had no text from Austin. I get out of my bed wanting to scream at the top of my lungs. I go to the bathroom and take a shower. I brush my teeth and walk back to my room with a Towle wrapped around my waist.

I walk into my room and close my door. I go to my closet and pull out a pair of light wash skinny jeans and a dark red shirt. I put on my undergarments and throw on my outfit and put on a pair of black vans. I brush my hair and put it in a long braid down my back. Once I was finished I put my bag on my back and walk down the stairs. I hear the loud crank of the bus stopped outside of my house then the defining blast of the horn.

when I walk out I am hit with a cold blast of air that makes me even colder. I get on the bus and I see Austin with his head down and a hoodie on. the seat next to him was open so I take it when he looks up at me I see his bruised eye and busted lip, and I gasp. He sheepishly looks at me and doesn't smile I raise my hand and touch the outside of the brush and he winces.

"don't touch them please," he says as he grits his teeth.

"what happened? Are you ok? did your dad do this?"

"just leave it ok you're not my friend," he says and I could see he is upset.

I take the words to heart and get up and move my seat more down the ails and seat in an empty seat. I put my bag in the open seat beside me and put my earbuds in and play music. When we pull into the school I was one of the last people off. I walk down the hall to my geometry class and take my seat and sit by the girl. she didn't say anything to me or looks at me. she was silent and that class we did nothing and all I could think was Austin's word.

why do I even care he is right he isn't my friend. we would never be friends he is just another boy who is a dick like all of them. After that class, the day went by slowly and I didn't see Austin. I got on the bus before him and I seat in the same seat I seat in on my first day. austin gets on and sets beside me. he taps my shoulder and I look at him.

"you know I didn't mean what I said right. we are friends," he says

"No Austin your right I don't want to bother you or dig too deep so I'm sorry but your right were not friends," I say and I could see the hurt in his swollen eye.

I put my earbuds in and then when the but stops I get off of the bus and run home. when I get inside I see Austin still walking he stops in front of my house and looks at it like he was investigating. then he turns and runs across the street to his house.

Later on that evening it started to snow I run outside in a pair of shorts and a tank top and see the cold little town was now covered in snow and made the street look white. austin and his family were outside and I could see the big gap he made between his dad. he looks me up and down and looks down at his feet.

when I go inside I run upstairs and grab my phone I send Austin a text hoping he would answer. I seat in my room for 5 minutes before I get a call from him.

"hey I'm sorry for what I said," he said with a sniffle

"Austin I know you met me yesterday but are you ok?"

"Yeah, I just got ruffed up last night."

"was it your dad?"

"Look, Chloe, I cant talk about it on the phone if you want I can meet you outside and we can talk about it."