The Ginger

-six-

I rolled in my bed, trying to keep someone off my mind, like rolling will help. I don't even know why I try sometimes.

"Kelsey?"
I kept my face buried in my pillow, not wanting to look up at the sunshine on my Mom's face.
"Kelsey, your alarm went off a long time ago," my Mom told me. A little bit of time passed before I felt a presence besides me.

"You alright, hun?" she asked, and she had worry in her sweet voice. "Why don't you stay home today and I'll get you some cereal."

"No, eggos, four eggos," I told her, and I could hear the smile in her voice when she said "Okay," and left the room.

I just didn't want to get up today, I had no motivations. I had just officially declared myself bisexual last night. But I still had a beautiful ginger engraved in my brain.

If I got up and biked to school right now, I could see her gorgeous blue eyes. I almost let my feet drag me to my wardrobe to get dressed. But this means I would also have to sit through the school day.

After a couple minutes of thinking about school, my mom left my plate on my dresser and left out the house to go to work.

I rolled over on my bed and cuddled up next to my best friend, my dog Duke. He had always been around when I needed comforting or when I just needed him to be.

It felt like I couldn't stray away from thinking of Max. She was really controlling all these kids around her and she didn't know a thing about it!

I pushed myself out of my bed, stuffed my face with eggos, and went downstairs to go watch some tv. I plopped down on the seat where Max once sat and saw my reflection in the black T.V. I really do look pathetic sitting all alone in this empty living room.

"I wish she was sitting right there..." I said to no-one, looking at the empty space beside me on the couch. Every day, I stray farther and farther from God's plans for me. It's not that hard to just ignore somebody, just pretend that they aren't even there.

I ran my fingers through my hair and took a deep breath. I really am losing it over this girl. I should've went to school, that way I could probably get distracted by Max and not Alex. No, wait, I mean Alex and not Max! Why are their names so similar!?

I groaned in annoyance and slid off the couch and onto the floor. I could just ask my mom to come back and take me to school but she was probably far away. What kind of kid actually wants to go to school? An insane one, I tell you.

"Later on, I'm just gonna go to Dustin's house," I told myself, biting on my lip. "I don't really feel like talking to Alex and hearing him blabber about Max…"

I'm such a hypocrite.

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Another short chapter, I know! We reached 30 reads, that has got to be the most I've ever gotten on any book I've ever published on here, yay? Next few chapters, we will get a lot more of Max, don't worry! I'll try to post more chapters tonight, I'm in the writing mood!