Invisible Amelia

CHapter 3

My mom pulled into the neibirhood. Small one floor townhouses that all looked the same made up the little neighborhood. Most of the people here were older couples so it was a pretty calm place. We pulled into our home and I waved to Mrs. and Mr. waverly who were gardening out front.

"Hello ladies!" Mr.waverly greeted us and my mother gave a fake smile then charged inside to most likely call my dad and yell at him. I walked over to the two and said hi. "What's got your mom in a tuff?" Mr.Waverly asked

"My dad." I shrugged knowing that they knew the problems we had very well. They shook their heads disappointed. "Do you guys need help?" I asked always willing to help The waverlys. They use to watch my brother and I while we were little all the time! Their like a second pair of grandparents.

"Oh no deary, you go in and calm your poor mother down sweetie." Mrs. waverly instructed and I nodded. Probably the best course of action right now anyway.

Saying goodbye I walked inside and hung my backpack on one of the kitchen chairs. Mini my little poodle schnauzer mix can skidding down the hallway whimpering for my to pick her up. I swear I can't imagine life without her! I heard my mom down the hall venting to my aunt about my dad, knowing I couldn't calm her down I went to my sanctuary.

The townhouse may be one floor but it does have a furnished basement that I had claimed as my room. It's awesome! Our old couch is down here and I have my own tv so it's like a mini living room, and I have room to paint and have my easel and my bed without it being to clustered.

I carried mini down with me and placed her on the couch we're she found a toy and started squeaking it. She turns 10 in a few weeks but she's still a spry little one despite her gray muzzle and age. As per my usual routine after school I sat down with my sketchbook and turned on the office. I was watching the episode where Pam was going into labor.

With mini snuggled up to my side I couldn't help but think about Noah and everything that happened today. Not to mention he took my drawing of him. Oh my god what if he shows people? OH MY GOD WHAT IF HE SHOWS PEOPLE! Oh I'm dead, I'm so so so so dead.

He will probably have shown it to all his friends and told them what a huge creepy dork I am and god knows I don't need any drama at school...good job Amelia you just outed yourself.

That night I couldn't sleep much as dread filled my heart as to what school would be like tomorrow...I looked at the clock 12:00am...ok I mean today.

I must have finally fallen asleep at some point because my alarm scared the crap out of me. Sleepily I stretched and tossed the covers off of me. I put on a Van Gogh teeshirt and then my black sweatshirt overtop and Some comfy gray shorts  along with my converse. Braiding my hair to the side and letting my bangs hang down I applied a small amount of mascara. That's really all the makeup I put on, when I was little my mom told my my freckles were something to love, not to cover up so I never do. It also doesn't help that I have zero idea how to apply makeup.

I ran upstairs and saw my moms exhausted face, she was up all night too. Grabbing my backpack I slowly walked up to her, she smiled sweetly. I hugged her tightly. "I love you." I whispered to her and she hugged me back sniffling my dads neglect really upset her. I on the other hand had become use to it over the years. But I know it hurt her.

I grabbed a pop tart and ran out to the bus stop putting my headphones in. Three other miserable looking teens.  The bus arrived 5 minuets late as per usual. Smelling of BO and hatred I sat down in one of the front seats and waited as we drove around picking up the rest of the students. Getting to the school at exactly 7:20 I walked to the top floor and grabbed my books from my locker.no one noticed me as per usual which was quite a relief which meant he didn't tell anyone about the drawing.

I heard his voice before I saw him. His laugh was like music. He was walking by with three of his friends. I watched him and he just happened to turn his head. A smile lit up his face. "Hey Amy!" He yelled and waved and immediately my face burned red as he ran over. "Hey." He stopped in front of me and scratched the back of his neck making me sigh a little.

"Uh hi...um you didn't show anyone that I'm picture right?" I asked quietly.

"Of course it was awesome!" He laughed and I covered my face. "What? You embarrassed?" He teased me and I sighed

"No no you don't understand-we'll yes it's embarrassing but because well it's just embarrassing." I whispered and he chuckled.

He looked down at me and scotched closer. Lifting one hand to the side of his mouth he whispered back. "Because you like me?"

Oh god, I stepped back and hit my locker. Clutching my books to my chest I gasped for air. Who told him? Jesus Christ Jason born!

"Amy chill, I blessed with the gift to know when a lady like yourself likes me. Don't sweat about it." He winked and I swear I almost fell over. His bright blue eyes watched my face for my next expression but I couldn't make one I was stuck in overdrive and ready to blow up any minute now from complete and utter humiliation. The guy I've liked for years knows...and I know he knows and he knows I know he knows! And I'm about to fall down the rabbit hole!

"Amy?" I snapped back to reality and made eye contact looking terrified. "You ok?" He asked slowly and all I could do was squeak a tiny chirp. No words...nothing. "Ok then we'll I'll see you in gym then. Bye love." He winked and-wait what the heck did he just call me?! Love...he's messing with me, oh no he's messing with me.

A sudden wave of depression hit me, not only does he know I like him, but he thinks it's funny. Now what?