The Forgotten

Part 2

    "Wake up if you want a ride to school and not walk get up!" Yelled my mom. "Do I have to go I have no friends why can't you homeschool me. You do have a teaching degree," I dragged. "Yes I do but that teaching degree is what runs my school and if you do not get up you are going to be working. You will probably we the side kick of killing germs. So get up," my mom yelled. "I don't wanna," I said. "If you get up I will bring you food at lunch," mom said back. "Okay. What are you going to bring me?" I asked. "I don't know. How about whatever I bring you," she said.
Then I started getting ready for school. I threw on a Panic! At The Disco shirt a red flannel and some ripped jeans then my red converse. Then I went into the bathroom to figure out what to do with my hair. I have long curly blond hair and blue eyes. I usually throw it up in a bun, but today i just put it up in a pony.  "Come on you don't want to be late on your first day," my mom says. "Okay!" I yell while running down the stairs. "Okay so I am going to be out late tonight, because I am going to get your aunt and your cousin," my mom said. "Why does she have to move here? Near us she is weird and crazy and her son hates me and she also looks nothing like you. I don't think me or dad are related to her," I argue. "You're right she is weird and a little on the crazy side. She is not related to you but she is your aunt for other reasons. Her son does not hate you he likes you. So get over it," my mom answers. "What do you mean he likes me? He has been making fun of me since we were kids," I take a deep breath, "and now you are saying he likes me?" I asked. "Yes he likes you. Madeline will you at least give him a chance. You will be his only friend at school tomorrow. You guys are going to be spending a lot of time together,"she said. "What do you mean?" I ask. "They are going to be living in a different house right? Because if people find out and they think he is cute they are going to ask me to talk to him for them," I said "I heard a little jealousy in your voice. You like him and you don't want anyone to take him from you," my said. "No, I don't I just don't want to be used for something people can do for themselves. People that like him need to just grow a pair," I said "Wow! You really don't like him like he likes you. You just don't want to make friends that will end up using you to get to him," my mom said "Plus he has been like family well more than his mom," I said. "Okay, get to class,"she said kicking me out of the car.