The guys follow the plan. I did not. I decided to go on my own little adventure. I drove. I drove to a nearby gas station, got some snacks and a soda, and then went home. Simple. I did leave the bag for them though.
The only thing was, the boys were going to have to walk to get home, so their gonna get caught either way. Now lets just hope I don't get arrested when they get caught.
I smile to myself and plop on the couch. I turn on SpongeBob and I realised, I'm hungry. I skip into the kitchen and hear the front door open. Thankfully it was just my mom.
" What did you do?" She asks walking into the kitchen as I heat up a pizza in the oven.
" Nothing. Why would you think that?" I say with my innocent face plastered on.
" Well for one thing I know that's not your truck in the driveway and you seem way to happy for just SpongeBob and pizza."
The oven dings and I take out the pizza ( with oven mitts on. Stay safe kids.) and put two slices on my plate.
I sigh " You'll find out in a little while. Want some?" I say holding out a plate to her.
She chuckles and takes the plate. We chit chat for a little while after we finished the pizza, and it seed we were having a good time until.
" Kenna. Is everything alright? Ya know, with all the change that has happened?" My mom asks.
" Yes. Why?" But that's not true. I wish I could just tell everyone what I'm thinking. I wish that I was okay with this. I wish none of this ever happened.
I don't need someone to tell me it'll be okay or that they're sorry, I just need them to be there. I need them to know that I'm not okay and that I know that that person will not be affected for when I ' pour my feelings out'. But that will never happen.
I'm just supposed to act like everything is fine when nothing is. Apart from my new friends nothing has been going very good in my life. But just like everyone else around me, I'll acted like I'm fine. Ill never tell anyone else otherwise.
" Alright." Mom yawns stretching her arms in the air " I'm going to hit the hay. You gonna stay up?"
I nod " Yeah I'm supposed to be seeing my friends any time now it depends on how fast they can walk or even run." I joke but my mom doesn't laugh.
She gets out of her seat and kisses me lightly in the forehead then goes upstairs to her bedroom, leaving me alone in the kitchen to be consumed by my thoughts. I put the leftover pizza in the fridge, and start to clean the dishes.
Was it right to lie to my mom about that? After all she's been through she deserves honesty. She deserves much more than what's she's been given, and what's she's been given isn't a lot.
I set the last plate into the dishwasher and here a banging at my door. A smile creeps up my face and I can't help but laugh. This is going to be awesome.
I skip towards the doorway and then look through the peephole in the door. The guys were soaking wet, and it hasn't even rained yet.
" We know you're there!" Daniel yells.
I slightly open the front door since there was a chain on it, and the guys try to step in but they notice it too. There was three of them. It was Eliza, Daniel, and Haris all with angry looks on their faces.
" Hey guys how ya doin?" I say with a fake smile.
" You stole my truck!" Daniel says and I can't help but giggle.
" Oh I'm sorry was that yours?" I say trying to impersonate the look Eliza had when he was playing dumb.
" Don't play dumb Kenna who else would have taken it and parked it in front of your house?" Harris exclaims.
I put a hand up to my ear as if I was hearing something " Ok mom ill be right there!" I holler and slam the door locking all the looks tight.
After a while of more hollering and banging on my front door the neigh it's started to complain and the guys left. I sleepily walk up the stairs to my room, and plop on my bed. In the silence of my own room, I fall into a deep slumber.
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On the Ice (Rewriting)
Teen FictionCover by @pasteltragedies!! Its more than just skating. Kenna Foster is a 16 year old who had just moved from Colorado to Iowa. More than anything, Kenna loves to skate. One day she decides to go to the ice rink and practice. As Kenna is skating the...