I awoke in the middle of the night, sick as could be. Throwing up like crazy. Really? Food poisoning of a Wednesday? Great. I texted Austin, telling him I couldn't hang out for a couple days because I was sick. He texted me back right away. He was probably out smoking with his friends. After I threw up, I couldn't sleep. I just kept thinking about how I used to be a good kid. I used to never ditch school, smoke weed, drink, I never partied. But that was long ago, and my mom has finally grown accustom to it. She now buys me cigarettes, as long as I pay her back. I feel bad making her buy cigarettes for a 16 year old... She hates when I drink, but, who cares? She doesn't ground me, because she knows I'd sneak out and it wouldn't fix anything. I am a troubled teenager. Cliche.
The next morning, my mom went into my room to wake me up. "School." she sang loudly. I managed to open my eyes. "Mom, I threw up last night. I think I have food poisoning." She put her hand on my forehead. "You're a little hot hunny." I'll make you some soup. Forget the mall baby. I don't want you going out while you're sick. Want me to rent a couple movies later and we can just watch them instead?"
"Sure." I said, slightly smiling. I love my mom. She's so sweet, even with a terrible daughter like me. I got a strange feeling in my stomache, a chruning feeling. Oh. All the sudden, I was on my feet, running into the bathroom, throwing up in the toilet. My mom was right behind me to hold my hair back.
Watching the movies with my mom was funner that I thought it was going to be. We heated up some popcorn, we got strawberries with whip cream, and Reece's Peanut Butter Cups. We watched a few comedies, then a few horror movies. The whole night was a ton of fun. When my brother watched into the house, he just glared at us like we had lost our minds. "Want to watch some movies with us Caleb?" my mom offered. He shook his head then headed into his room. He looked like he was in a pissy mood again. Shocker. But, I don't care. I was having a fun night with my mom for a change, and I wasn't going to let anything bother me.
Finally, Friday rolled around. I got paid, my mom was going on her date tonight, and I got 100% on my make up test in Pre Cal. But, the bad thing is I was still throwing up. I didn't even feel that bad. But getting ready for school, I made sure to brush my teeth extra good, I didn't want anyone to smell my bad breath. But I knew I needed to make up my test. At lunch, I told my friend, Kenzie, about how I kept throwing up. "I'm sorry Aubree, hope you feel better. Have you hung out with Austin today?"
"No, not since I've been sick." I poked at my food, trying not to look over at his lunch table. "Hey," she looked at me, obviously choosing her words carefully, "if you keep throwing, just in the mornings, do you think, maybe Austin and you have been... umm..." I looked shocked. "No!" I said "That's probably not it. It can't be." She looked at me, deep into my eyes. "Maybe be sure before you go buy a pack of cigarettes?" Then she got up and walked into the bathroom. I sat there, completely shocked. I couldn't even imagine having a baby. Austin isn't even my boyfriend. I couldn't be the slut of the school, and if Austin and me stopped talking on bad terms, you know he's spread what we've being doing around the school, if no one has noticed before. He'd probably call me a slut and distance himself away from me, just because he didn't wrap it up like I told him to! He wont take responsibility.
