Not Just a Pretty Face

❁23-So what seems to be your troubles?❁

I slowly started to regret what I said.

How can I sleep at Fiona's with my nightmares? I guess I could just stay awake, but I'm exhausted from today that I can't even keep my eyelids open at the moment.

I decided to walk back to Fiona's car, which was most likely still on the side of the road as she waited for Grandpa Joe. Luckily it stopped raining, and I needed to clear my head, try to perish my attitude. I don't understand why my mom lied to me. She and I are close; we tell each other everything. And the fact that she's made up this huge lie that I've based my life off is enough to make me go mad. I can't stand to even look at her anymore; her face just reminds me of what she did. And also, why didn't she just tell me? She could have cleared this all up, but she decided to kick me out of her work. Well fine, I'm kicking myself out of the house.

The ground was littered with black rocks and I decided to kick one like a soccer ball. The angrier I got the harder I kicked. I even managed to miss the rock and flat out kick the ground. Letting out a few swear words I just gave up and sat down.

"Life sucks." I muttered to no one in particular.

"I bet that rocks life sucks also; seeing as how you practically murdered it." Said a voice behind me, coming from the woods.

"Please. It's a rock, it has no life." I said, not even bothering to turn around. Id recognize that voice any day.

"Are you sure? How do you know if it doesn't magically come to life when you leave?" He said, his voice getting closer.

"Don't go all Toy Story on me." I said rolling my eyes. "You have no idea how hard I tried to catch my toys in the act."

Gattaca sat down right next to me with a chuckle, his green suit outlining his muscular body. I truned my head to my right to look at him properly. His bright neon green eyes were staring at me intently, and his blond hair was messed up like he had ran his fingers through it multiple times. "Now that I wouldn't mind hearing the story."

"I'm not crossing down that road," I said smiling slightly, "besides, my mission was a failure. I never caught them."

He laughed again, before putting on a serious face. "So what seems to be your troubles?"

I looked at the ground in front of me, debating about whether I should tell him. I mean, he hasn't told anyone about my other issues; he's trustworthy. "I just-I'm done with lies. I'm sick and tired of being surrounded by lies. First with Zander-" I slapped a hand over my mouth, forgetting the fact that I didn't want Gattaca to know about me having a crush on him.

He raised an eyebrow, "What about Zander?"

"You know him?" I questioned.

"Yeah, I go to your school. Remember?" He said looking at the opposite of the road.

"Right...." I said. I feel like we reached an awkward moment, or it was just me being me.

"So what happened with Zander?" He said, turning towards me curiously.

"Nothing," I brushed it off, "he's just a friend who hated me for a portion of time because of a false pretense."

He raised his eyebrows.

"And now my mom might be lying to me about seething that I've based my life on-"

"Why aren't a you happy though?" He questioned. "Teagan, you just got two amazing scholarships to two amazing colleges. I'd be jumping with glee!"

"I wish," I muttered, "Sometimes life isn't all rainbows and unicorns."

"When is it ever unicorns?" He asked with a small chuckle.