Well that just happened. Some way to start off the first day. My phone vibrates from an incoming text from mom saying she was outside. I made my way outside and into the red Honda parking at the front gates of the school. I climb into the car and let out a heavy breath.
"What's got you all flustered?" Mom asked with a grin.
"Huh? I'm not flustered what do you mean?"
"You're blushing!" She says surprised.
"What?! No I'm not!" I pull down the sun visor and look in the tiny mirror to see that in fact my cheeks had a certain color to them that usually isn't there.
"Oh my god! Did you meet a boy? It has to be a boy." Mom starts fangirling like a little teenager. I groan and cover my face. The whole ride home she kept asking questions about my new mystery guy, but I zoned her out half way through by putting in my headphones.
Once we got home I ran upstairs to my room to see what Kohl left on my neck. Taking off my hoodie I tie up my hair so it's not in the way and go to the bathroom mirror.
K 347
O 736
H 2298
L ;)
Collins
That sneaky bastard. I got to admit that was a clever way to give out his number. I take a picture of it then used a wash cloth to remove it before mom sees it and starts her interrogation again. Emptying out my bookbag I laid all the homework out on my desk and began to get to work. I was so caught up in algebra homework that I didn't realize it was dinner time till mom shouted for me.
At the table there was the usual questions on how my first day went, do I like my teachers, and whether I made any new friends. It's nice to know my parents actually care about these things rather than pretending to care like other parents. After washing the dishes I make my way back upstairs to shower and get ready for bed. Dad stops me at the bottom of the steps.
"Honey, I hate to do this but Dr. Finn prescribed you some anti-depressants that he feels you should take to control your moods now that you are not in the rehab center to go to counseling whenever you need to."
Anti-depressants? Was I that bad?
"Okay dad... I'll start taking them tomorrow." Forcing a half smile so he doesn't feel so bad for putting this on me. He stares at me with a look that says, "I'm sorry." But I completely understand. It's not easy to give your youngest child anti-depressants in order for them to not have another episode.
Calling it a night I went to bed staring at the little pill bottle on the bed side table. Just an simple orange container can hold so much weight and meaning to my life.
The next day I picked to wear a burgundy hoodie that was my actual size so that Mr. Ginner doesn't have another fit. Throwing on a pair of dark blue shorts and black converses I head downstairs to eat some cereal. I made it to school just before the bell when I saw Kohl in the hall digging in his locker. Looking for the picture I took of my neck yesterday I saved his number and decided to tease him a little.
Your butt looks nice in those jeans.
Kohl dug his phone out of his jean pocket and noticed the text. He looked confused by the unknown number and started looking up and down the hall till he spotted me. He shook his head laughing as I made my way towards him.
"Very sneaky." He wags a finger at me.
"I don't know what you speak of." Spinning around I make my way to class as the bell rings.
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Second Chance- COMPLETED
Teen FictionNot everyone gets a second chance at life. Although, for Ivy that is not the case. Second chance at life, what will she do differently? New school, new meds, new life. But what happens when a dark part of her past makes a reappearance? Does she let...
