.Chapter Three.
I decided to not eat breakfast after the little incident happened with the stairs and Blaine.
I was face first on the bed that I successfully didn't sleep on last night. I was really tired.
I slapped my face a couple of times to wake up, but that only seemed to have brought me pain. I didn't know how things could get any worse. I was about to die from embarrassment every time I remembered what happened earlier. What's wrong with me? Pull yourself together, Ayame. Just a year. It was only a year I'd have to stay here until my father came back to get me.
I rolled over onto my back and stared at the ceiling. I thought about calling Madison, then thought otherwise. She would only want to talk about guys and if Blaine was good looking or not. I remember telling her about living with a twenty-one year old guy a week before I moved in here.
"What!? You mean you're going to live alone with a guy?" She yelled. I quickly covered her mouth with one hand and shushed her.
"You're too loud! Everyone will hear you!" I hissed. Everyone walking past us down the schools hallway stared. Madison slapped my hand away then put her arm over my shoulder.
"Listen, this means you're going to have to seriously look your best everyday. You know those books that you read, when the girl and the guy don't get along, then end up falling in love?" She blinked her long eyelashes at me. I frowned.
"There is no way! That's gross, Madison. He's twenty-one years old, has a job, he also probably has a girlfriend that he is going to propose to some time, and on top of things, I'm a seventeen year old girl who's a Junior in high school!" I sucked in a deep breath. Madison didn't help me feel better at all about that.
"Oh come on! He's only four years older then you and probably very mature," Madison winked. I put my face in my hands and shook my head back and forth.
"God, you're unbelievable. Here I thought you'd offer me to live with you, I'd rather do that," I groaned.
"No way! Ayame, I love you and all, but you know how my parents are! They are crazy," She used her hand to make a gun and pretended to shoot herself. "Please kill me now," She sighed.
I laughed and pushed her over.
We never talked about it again but I could tell she wanted the juicy things thats been going on since I've been here. That wasn't going to happen.
My phone buzzed and I held it up in the sunlight to see who it was. Dad sent me a message?
Hey, kiddo, I hope you're alright. He messaged. A smile crossed my lips as I typed the reply.
Yeah, doing fine. How's the ocean? I asked. I was so happy that he had texted me, I wanted to jump up and down. I seriously already missed him.
I got sea sick. He replied. I laughed quietly.
I miss you.
I miss you too, Ayame. He replied and that was it. I felt a little lonely afterword. I wanted to text him more, even call him, but I knew he was working right now.
My phone fell next to me when I sat up to stare at the bedroom door. I didn't know what to do now and it was twelve in the afternoon. I wondered when Blaine had to work. I shouldn't cause any trouble for him.
I grabbed my purse and threw my phone in it. My hand turned my bedroom door knob and I headed down the hallway, then the stairs, making sure I was careful. I quickly scribbled a note saying I was going to be out of the house for a bit and wrote down my phone number. I was hesitant at first but then wrote it down anyway. It wouldn't be a big deal. If anything ever happened or something, we'd have to have each others phone numbers. I turned around and opened the front door quietly. Glancing back up at Blaines room, I closed the door slowly. It clicked shut and I placed my head on the door. This was too awkward, I had to get out for a little bit.
I typed in malls on the GPS on my phone and found that there was one close by. Walking distance thankfully. I was going to be gone for a bit to refresh myself and calm down. I turned my phone up so I could hear any calls. It was too bad I left my car at home. I just had to wait until I had Madison come and get me to drive me over to it. I needed to get a couple of things from the mall anyway.
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Random"Sometimes, I just can't help but like him, even though he is four years older than me. . ." ~ Ayame Curry is a seventeen year old girl who lives with her father. At the age of ten, Ayame's mother had died in a terrible accident and Ayame has been...