Chapter Five: Emotions

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I’m tired/ill/ it’s late and school is the bane of my life, don’t know if it’s worth all this hassle to get into uni next year with how exhausted I am atm, so sorry for any mistakes. Enjoy.

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Chapter Five: Emotions

It's Friday! Friday! Gotta get down on Friday!"

Ro and I groaned for seemed like the millionth time, my hands covering my sore ear from Caroline's singing, and I use to term singing extremely loosely. The weather was no less than glorious so the three of us had chosen to sit the school courtyard, the luscious green grass soft beneath my fingertips as hot afternoon sun shone down casting a shadow over the large trees and creating a nice shade for us to comfortably sit under.

"Seriously Caroline it's enough now" Ro grumbled using her black nail varnished finger tips to massage her temples. I nodded in agreement holding my hand up in surrender in the nicest way possible. No offence to Caroline but her singing could actually be used as a form of torture. Although I still felt extremely out of place at school, the last few days at Arcadia had passed by comfortably. I'd managed to successfully stay under the radar and it seemed that I'd picked the right people to spend time at school with; Caroline and Ro were sweethearts. Peyton on the other seemed to be completely comfortable with the somewhat instant popularity he had gained amongst the freshmen. It seemed being the "poor boy" with an extreme amount of freedom on account of having an absent mother and relaxed Grandmother he'd received the cool guy label which I personally found hilarious due to the fact he wore a Star Wars t-shirt to bed. But whatever; I clearly didn't understand fourteen years olds. Three days after our ordeal in the hallway I had successfully managed to avoid Flynn although according to Ro and Caroline he rarely made appearances to school and when he did he was usually kicked out of his classes. This was shortly followed by an in depth conversation about how stupidly gorgeous he was which I’d found strangely awkward. I hadn't told themof what had transpired between Flynn and I on account of the fact I really couldn't be bothered to reiterate the story and also drama wasn't my thing. So there we were the three of us under a large oak tree as Caroline asked about my plans for the weekend. I shrugged lightly, twirling a daisy I'd plucked up from the grass between my fingers.

"Nothing exciting, I'll probably work and stuff"

Caroline nodded quietly her head tilting to the side in curiosity. Ro who now lay with her head next to Caroline's crossed legs, had her eyes covered with a large pair of round black glasses despite the fact we were in the shade.

"It must be so weird having to work" Caroline mumbled quietly. I chuckled loudly, her comment completely amusing me at just how different the lifestyle of some of these kids were in comparison to mine. Ro suddenly sat up on her elbows shaking her head in disapproval at her blonde friend.

"Way to not make us sound completely spoilt Caro"

"I'm just saying!" Caroline exclaimed innocently. Ro chuckled and went back to her nap. I smiled patting Caroline's knee gently to let her know that I was not at all offended by her comment.

"Hey, if you're not busy Ro and I are going to this party if you want to come" She spoke happily "There'll be plenty of cute guys there" She continued waggling her eyebrows. I chuckled shaking my head politely. After the escapade at Hanna's barn I'd sworn off drinking for a while and anyway to be honest I wasn't really feeling a party this weekend; despite how lovely Hanna, Ro and Beau were I missed Cory and Max desperately. Adam suddenly popped into my mind and sadness ate away at me slightly. We still hadn't spoken since our argument at Hanna's and even though I was still upset with him for the way he spoke to me knowing Adam unless I called we wouldn't be speaking for another two months; that's just how stubborn he was sometimes.

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