Dear August

|Twenty-Nine|

"So tell me again why your shirt is so tiny?" Lydia asks from beside me as we walk to class. I roll my eyes and sigh.

"August put it in the dryer and it shrunk."

"You know you can like put in in warm water with conditioner or something and it'll stretch it out?" She raises an eyebrow at me.

Of course I'm learning this after the fact that I got unreasonably angry at my sister and yelled at her.

"That would've been nice to know this morning."

"Don't tell me you got mad at her?"

"I got mad at her."

"What'd you say?" She questions as we sit at our desks in the classroom.

"Something along the lines of she ruins everything."

Lydia silently cringes. "Riley-"

"I know! I know. I'll apologize later. She knows I didn't mean it. I was just angry."

Lydia gives me an uneasy look as the teacher walks in and starts the lesson.

The look on August's face as she drove away replayed over and over in my head. She really didn't think I meant that did she? I was just angry, it's not that big of a deal. It's a shirt, I can just buy a new shirt. I should text her.

I discreetly take my phone out of my backpack and type a message to her.

To: August💜
Riley🦋
Sorry for yelling at you and being a bitch. I don't hate you. I'll see you after school, love you.

There we go. That'll make me feel better through the day.

As the hours passed and the classes went on, still no word from August. I should probably apologize in person too.

"So I texted her an apology," I say as I set my tray of food down at the lunch table. "But no text back."

"Someone catch me up please," Cameron asks, munching on her pizza.

"Riley got mad at August, out of rage told August that she ruins everything," Lydia explains.

"Ahh," Cameron says her mouth open slightly.

"And I texted her an apology in first and she still hasn't answered."

"I don't know, maybe she needs one in person too," Lydia suggests.

Lydia's right. I should apologize to her in person too. Those were some harsh words. We never fight, but when we do it's usually over the petty things like this. But we never say shit like that. I don't know what came over me this morning.

"Riley? Riley!"

I'm pulled out of my thoughts and see Lydia and Cameron staring down at me. The lunch room is now almost empty.

"Sorry," I say as I stand up, grabbing the food tray and throwing the contents away.

Cameron and I walk to fifth period slowly.

"Seems like this fight is really getting to you?" She looks over at me.

I sigh. "Yeah. I don't know, it's just, we're never that harsh when we fight. I don't know what possessed me to say that."

"Sometimes our feelings take over, Ry. You gotta stop beating yourself up over it. It happened, you can't take it back. But you can tell her that you're sorry and you love her."