"Sneaking out?! Tianna are you nuts?" Hanna yells as I shut my locker.
"What? It's not like my mom will find out." I shrug and begin walking to lunch.
"That's the thing, Tia. What are you gonna do if she finds out?" Hanna speed walks ahead and walks backwards facing me.
I stop walking and start to think. What if she did find out?
"I don't know.." I mumble, brushing past Hanna to sit at the lunch table.
"What are you and Gray gonna be doing?" She sits down and begins to unpack her lunch.
"No clue." I shrug my shoulders.
"What if he is just plotting your death, Tia?"
"Oh my god, shut up." I laugh.
"I'm serious!" Her voice cracks.
"How?"
"What if he convinces you that his car is a submarine, and he drives into a lake and leaves you to drown?!" She moves her hands around in the air, trying to explain her theory.
"You know, I am really concerned as to what goes on in your brain." I nod slowly.
"Ohh, but youuu are the one sneaking out, so apparently I'm the psycho here. That sounds about right." Hanna says sarcastically, waving her spoon around and pointing it at me.
"Nah, I think you both are psychos." A voice says over my shoulder.
Rachel Holmes. Fuckingskankassbitch.
"That's the best insult you could come up with?" Hanna laughs sarcastically.
"You think you're better than me?" She smirks and places her hands on her hips. "Because you're not."
"Hey Rachel, which of your parent's genes gave you your flat ass?" Hanna snorts at the end of her sentence.
"Hey Hanna, I heard you're back in your hoe phase. Who have you been fucking this time?" Rachel shoots back.
"Your dad, unfortunately."
"OKAYYY, ya know what? I think it's time for you to leave. Bye bye now." I say to Rachel as I stand up and face her.
"Your little friend Grayson is an amazing hugger. Just hung out with him yesterday actually." Rachel gives me a fake smile and begins to walks away.
I'm left speechless.
He has every right to hang out with whoever he wants.
But why does it feel like I just got stabbed in the stomach?
No, it's not my period cramps.
It might honestly be the breakfast burrito I had this morning.
No.. it couldn't.
Jealousy?
"I CAN SEE YOUR NIPPLES THROUGH YOUR WHITE GUCCI SHIRT, RACHEL! THEY LOOK LIKE PEPPERONIS!" Hanna yells, causing some people to laugh in the cafeteria.
A teacher glares at Hanna and begins to march toward our table. Ohhh boy. I sit back down and look up at the teacher.
"Come with me." The teacher says sternly to Hanna. My hilarious yet absolutely stupid best friend.
"Welp, looks like I got detention. Have fun tonight! I'll text you." Hanna waves at me and walks away.
Well.
AFTER SCHOOL - 10:30 PM
The house is quiet. My mom and sister are asleep. I kind of expected my mom to be awake still, but she had just a little bit too much to drink at dinner tonight. Next thing you know, she is passed out on the couch.
I still need to pick out an outfit, but I don't really know what to wear. Grayson didn't clarify what kind of clothing I should wear.
Casual? Comfy?....
Scandalous?
I decide on a pair of black leggings, a baggy grey hoodie, a pair of fuzzy socks, and my sandals. Why not?
I toss on the outfit and I don't even bother with makeup. Do I look like a fat troll without
it—yes. But I don't really think Grayson cares.
By the time I'm all ready to go, I get a text from Grayson telling me that he's here. I begin to feel nervous as I walk out of my room.
I look in the living room and see my mom is still out like a light on the couch. This should be a piece of cake. Right?
I slowly begin to rip toe to the front door and-
Creeeeaaak.
The floor creaks and I immediately whip my head around to look at my mom.
"Hmmph.." She groans.
Oh no.
The room is so silent, I could hear my heart beating. I surprised she doesn't hear it either.
My mom isn't moving, so I take that as a hint that she is back to sleep. I also take that time to hurry back into my room and panic.
I look at my window, and back at my door.
Great.
I lock my door and scurry over to my window, opening it. I squeeze one leg out of the window and then the other. Now I am just sitting outside my window.
Well that was easy. Now all I have to do it just jump down and-
"What are you doing?"
"AH!" I flop down to the grass, now laying on my stomach.
I look up and see Grayson laughing at me.
"Shut up!" I whisper yell.
"You could have just gone out the front door! HAHA-" He slaps his mouth shut.
"Can you at least help me up?" I turn over and sit up.
He takes a seconds to try and calm himself down, but fails immediately. He continues to hold in his laughter as he helps me up.
"Bully." I cross my arms.
"You love me." He smirks, and puts his arm around me.
He walks us to his car parked on the side of the road. He opens up the passenger door for me and bows.
"For you ma'lady." He says in a fancy voice.
"Why, thank you." I place my hand on my chest and enter the car.
He races around the front of the car and gets in. Soon he's starting the car and beginning to drive away.
"So where we going?" I ask.
"That's for me to know, and for you to find out." He winks at me.
