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15: Far From Home

Pushing my white comforter off I rolled out of bed.

It wasn't a great time in the morning to have to get up.

The only light seeping through my curtains was from the street lights outside. Tough the moon supplied enough light for me to see my hand in front of my face.

I stumbled towards the light switch, and flipped it on.

Blinking a few times, waiting for my eyes to adjust. I quickly dressed in my cheer hoodie and a pair of lulu lemon leggings.

I unplugged my phone and shoved the charger in my duffel bag.

I padded down the stairs and into the kitchen.

Caiden sat at the table, hunched over a bowl of mini wheats, staring at his phone.

I opened the cupboard and reached up for a cereal bar.

I munched on that while i made some coffee in the keurig.

Turning on my phone I was disappointed to see that I didn't have my usual 'good morning' text from Kent.

Although I wasn't really expecting one. I wouldn't be saying good morning to someone if they dumped me.

God I feel like a terrible human being.

I rested my elbows on the counter, and put my head in my hands. Rubbing my eyes I stood up straight.

I realized that Caiden was looking at me.

"Y'okay?" He raised his brows in concern.

"Yeah," I breathed. "Just uh tired you know?"

I knew he saw right through my lie but, he just nodded and went along with it.

"Yeah it's like four in the morning." He said as he walked to the sink and began washing his dishes.

"It'll be worth it when we win the game today though." I said putting a small amount of creamer in my coffee.

I practically chugged the drink as I shoved my cheer stuff and homework in my bag, put my hair up in a messy bun, and put my shoes on.

I was definitely not in the mood for makeup until later.

On my way to school I made a detour to get Starbucks and to pick up Kassie, Kade, and Ayla.

The twins bickered the whole way there, about how the cheerleaders were just as important in a game as the football players.

It was way to early for this sorta thing, but if I had to pick a side in the argument it would be Kade's.

I love Kassie to pieces, but you can't have a football game without the players.

I parked the car and we all climbed out.

After we shoved all our bags in the back of the bus, Kade broke off from the group to his friends.

Kent stood by the back of the bus helping a group of cheerleaders get their stuff on the bus.

He wasn't flirting with them or anything, but that sight made me very upset.

"I hate to interrupt Ashlyn's moment of staring at Kent, but I really don't feel good." Ayla spoke quietly.

"What do you mean babe?" Kassie asked, putting her arm around the small girl.

I reached for her hand and held it, waiting for her response.

"Like my stomach feels upset. It has been for like the past few days, but like I thought I was getting better."