Audry Blue is just trying to get through high school alive and breathing armed with her books and lots of coffee in hand. Her older sister Cameron doesn't understand Audry and her fictional worlds, insisting that a social life is everything. As if h...
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
I lay in bed wide awake, listening to the quiet music playing on my radio and the sound of the clock ticking on my wall, my eyes not even tired and my head too filled with thoughts for me to even think about being sleepy. I had tossed and turned all night and it was currently almost three in the morning and even though I'd only had about an hour of undisturbed sleep, I was so far from closing my eyes. My head was so filled with so many things that I couldn't even think straight or focus on just one thought. I gave up trying to fall asleep an hour ago and just stared up at the ceiling and wondered whether or not I'd ever be able to feel the same way again before the bomb was dropped on me about who had humiliated me in tenth grade. Now knowing exactly who made me Crossroads High very own 'Little Debbie' which lead to so many other problems afterward.
When I got home earlier, I couldn't keep the tears from my eyes and just ran through the house and up the stairs into my room, not even bothering to see where Cameron and her friends were in the house. I assumed they were all in her room since I heard music coming from behind her door. I slammed my bedroom door closed and just laid on my bed crying and hugging a pillow tightly to my chest like a loser. I tried forcing myself to stop but the tears kept coming. Out of all the things I could've been crying over like a really sad ending to a book or the death of a favorite character, I was crying over something so stupid I couldn't even admit it to myself.
I don't know how long I laid there but I was still crying when Cameron walked in a few minutes later and asked me what was wrong. I told her just to go away and she seemed genuinely concerned about me. She left and went downstairs to make a cup of cocoa for us both after sending her friends away and came up a little later to see if I was okay. I didn't tell her what happened or why I was crying, partly because I couldn't and partly because I didn't want to, but I did tell her that I'd be okay and just needed some time alone, that it wasn't her problem or a big deal. She left the house a little later to rent a couple of movies for us to watch and we sat in her room and watched The Sisterhood Of The Traveling Pants and the sequel, book to movie adaptation for me and a chick-flick for her equals the best of both worlds. We ate popcorn and ice cream and she got me to stop crying once the movie started. She didn't push for information from me, that I was most grateful for. After we finished I decided to call it a night and tried to get some sleep. Fast forward a few hours and here I am now. Lost in my own mind and me begging my brain to just let me go to sleep.
It had started to rain and I could hear the raindrops hitting my balcony doors and feel the thunder roaring every now and then with the walls shaking a little at the force. It made me think of so many things. It made me think of school, Cameron, my parents, and how much I missed them. Mom would've known what to do right about now. My real mom. She always knew what to do to make me feel better, that I remember. She knew I used to be scared of storms when I was little and they still made me a little nervous. Dad said she always knew how to calm me down, make me stop crying. How she would hold me until I fell asleep, how'd she sing to me. Something tells me she would've known what to say to a teenage girl after getting her heart broken by a guy that never even had it to begin with. But of all things it made me dread going to prom but I knew I owed it to my sister to go with her, considering all that she's done for me and all the hard work she's put in to make the perfect prom night. And most importantly, the rain made me think of the one person I should be trying harder than ever to forget. Jace.
