Scared

Chapter twenty

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"Ariana! Wake up!" Luke practically yelled in my ear.

"What?" I lifted my head up a little and opened my sleepy eyes.

"We're gonna be late to school, hurry." He towered over me, all dressed for school.

"Oh!" I jump out of my sleeping position,"Get out! I'm gonna change." I push him out of my room, slamming the door.

I quickly put on the first thing I see in my closet and tie my hair up, no time to make it look nice. I grab my phone off the floor and dash to the bathroom to brush my teeth and wash my face.

I take a look at my makeup on the counter, but fuck it, I can survive a day without it, I thought.

Luke was downstairs sitting on the couch, patiently waiting for me,"Ready?"

"Yeah, let's go." I sling my backpack over my shoulder.

"Wait." Luke stops in the middle,"You need to eat breakfast."

"Really? Right now?"

"Go eat something quick, I'll wait." He walks back to the couch and plops down.

I groan and speed walk to the kitchen, opening the fridge.

I look inside and spot a bowl of fresh strawberries on the side.

I quickly take it, running back to Luke.

"Let's go." I smile, grabbing one of the strawberries, happily eating it.

"Fruit?" He stands up.

"Yeah." I nod, making my way to the front door.

"It's not a good idea to have fruit in the morning."

"Well guess what?" I continue to eat down the red fruit, hopping into his car.

"What is it?" He sighs, getting into the car.

"I don't care."

"Well don't say that I didn't warn you." He puts the key into the ignition, driving off to school.

And he was right.

The whole day, my stomach my hurting, it felt like I was on my period.

By lunch, the ache eventually went away, but it might come back. I just needed something to eat.

A/N I'm no doctor, but let's pretend that filling up your stomach will make the stomach ache go away, alright?

The day continued on, but painfully slow.

And here I sit in Mrs. Moriyama's class, as she talks about graduation, and only graduation.

She explains how we walk and what to do when our names get called, how we dress and all those graduation stuff that you came name.

When the bell finally rang, I was the first one to get out of class. I basically ran home, not even waiting for Luke, which I can imagine him standing in the school's parking lot, examing the sea of students, trying to find my petite body.

I laugh at the thought, still running a little, more of skipping.

I didn't know why I'm in such a rush to get home, but maybe it's just that today's Friday.

By the time I took a step on the porch, Luke had just arrived home.

"Where were you?" He asks, twirling the car keys.

"I walked home." I simply said, unlock the front door.

"Yeah, I know that." He follows me inside,"But you could've told me. I was worried."