What's so wrong with being bad?

8: You should flee to Hawaii

Richelle's POV

It was around 4:30 when I finally made it to the donut shop to meet Sarah. She was standing outside, hands on her hips and a furrowed brow. She spots me and quickly runs over towards me. "There you are! I've been waiting for 30 minutes." She yells at me. I look at her with an apologetic look and begin to express my regret. "Sorry about that, Summer decided it would be the perfect time to spill apple juice all over the kitchen floor." I tell her with a hint of annoyance in my voice. "Don't worry it's fine." Sarah says with assurance. Her face then turn: serious and her eyes look fearful as she says, "Richelle, we need to talk about Renée.

Without saying another word, Sarah drags me inside the shop and pushes me into a secluded booth against the wall. She keeps looking around as if we were being hunted. "Ok," I say slowly, "You're scaring me Sarah. Just tell me what happened." She finally calms down and grabs my hand, comfortingly. "Well you know how Renée has a secret crush on Noah?" My eyes pop out of my head. "What! I didn't know that." I whisper fearfully. I felt like screaming. Out of all those guys in the cafeteria I decided to kiss the one boy that Renée likes. She's going to make my life a living hell. Sarah seems to have ignored my fear and continues. "Anyway, turns out Renée is full on pissed at you and I wouldn't be surprised if she actually kills you on Monday." I look at her nervously and gulp. "So what do I do?" I question her in a quiet voice. Sarah gives me a long, hard look filled with worry and fear. "Well I personally have been at the wrong end of Renée's wrath so if I was you I would change my name, die my hair black and flee to Hawaii." She finishes quickly. I roll my eyes at her. "Sarah you know I can't do that. I ran away from the bullies at my old school and look where that got me; kissing boys I don't even know and pissing off even more queen bees." I rub my eyes and put my head down on the table. I'm getting really tired of constantly being scared of what others will do to me. I feel like whatever I do, it always ends in disaster. Sarah, acknowledging how upset I am, rubs my back soothingly. "Don't worry Richelle, we will figure it out." I look up at her with sad puppy dog eyes. She gives me a sad smile and extends her arm out to me, helping me up. "I think you should go home and take a good nap. I'll talk to you tomorrow." I nod and together, we walk out of the donut shop. Sarah and I exchange one last smile before turning opposite ways and heading home.

Before I can even close the front door, my aunt is already beside me, with her hands firmly on her hips, reminding me of Sarah. "Richelle, I have been calling you all afternoon. Where have you been?" My aunt asks with angry eyes and a clipped tone. "I'm sorry Aunty, my phone died and I was with Sarah at the donut shop." She seems to sense that I'm distressed and her face immediately softens. "It's ok my dear, I was just worried. Anyway, I have some friends over that you should meet. They even have a son that goes to your school." I agree with my aunt and follow her into the living room. I freeze as I come face to face with the one and only that I've kissed recently. Noah.

A/u Oh my actual god, it has literally been almost two years since I have updated anything. A while ago, I logged off my account, thinking I was gonna stop writing but for some odd reason today I logged back on and saw the massive amount of comments asking me to update. So I read back through all my books and boy have I realised that my writing sucks. It still does but I decided to update this book anyway. I'm sure a lot of my followers have given up on me and this book (can't say I blame them) but to all those who have stayed the long 2 years, I thank you  and I hope you get excited that I finally updated. Although I have wrote another chapter, I can't guarantee that I'll regularly update and if I don't, I apologise in advance. Anyway I hope you enjoy this update and have a great day.

TOODLES!!!!
(Damn it felt good to write that!)

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