Chapter 2: I hope so!

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Chapter 2. I hope so!

I've already stormed out of the campus hoping I wouldn't bump into anyone. Because I'm pretty sure, I don't have the mood to deal with others right now. I made my way out to the parking lot where the car was already waiting for me. As soon as I've entered, I saw Nana Julie on the side and smiled at me.

"Lyndsey, are you alright dear?" she was curious about what happened but I choose not to say any word. I think she'd notice that and drop the topic and started to look onto the driveway hoping someone was on my back

"Okay. But does Sam going with us?" she'd questioned. Just before I was about to utter a word, Sam is already shouting outside and entered the car. She caught the crowd because of her shouting. I couldn't believe that she's my best friend even though we're completely different from each other.

"So let's go?" she said and without any second thought. We are already moving, away from the school. Thank god!

"So what happens back there?" Sam asked. I'm pretty sure she'd seen the whole scene where Zach put me into. Ugh, just by the thought of it, it makes me angry.

Is he even a human? Putting an act and letting me into it, is so not human-like. I hate him! Totally! I have thought it was true but yet again it's one of his pranks.

As soon as I was about to throw anything I grab inside the car and throw something outside, I've stormed out of the car as soon as we arrived. I've heard Nana Julie call me but I ignore her. Surely, Sam will calm her.

I've entered my room and prepared a bath. I still smell the substance on me. And it's quite disgusting. The door opened by my back and Sam entered my room.

"Hey, is everything okay?" Sam asked and take a seat on the sofa in my room.

"Of course nothing is okay, Sam" I'd replied. This is ridiculous, I would accept the other pranks he put me into which took me how long in showers just to remove what he put in that bucket. But this is too much. Pranking using my feeling isn't funny at all.

"Sure your not. But do you still have feelings for Zach? You wouldn't be acting like this if you don't? See for yourself, you nearly cry Steicy or should I say you cried" That's when it hit me, I've been crying the whole time when I've entered the car. I took a time to watch my reflection in the mirror. My eyes turned red, my cheeks were kind of soggy and my nose turn red as well. I didn't utter any word but instead, I've walked towards the bathroom, to remove the things I want to remove.

"Steicy, don't take too long. You know that I'm here right? I'll be downstairs" shouted Sam before I've heard the door close. It took me more than an hour, to remove all of it. I didn't expect that there be still substance in my hair. A lot of it was there.

I took one of my favorite pajamas and a plain white T-shirt. I dried my hair and comb it before going down. I noticed that there are more two people downstairs than it was supposed to be.

"Yeah you're right Mrs. Lopez" I know that was Sam but I never expect Mom would be here. I make my way to the kitchen and saw Mom, cooking and laughing with Sam.

"Hey Mom," I told her and gave her a big hug.

"Hello dear. I'm cooking your favorite" Mom said. I took a seat near Sam and smiled at me and focused her attention on my Mom who is currently talking about something that I clearly don't understand.

"Sam, so how's school? You two didn't get into fights right?" my Mom asked. Sam turned to see me give her a signal on what to tell or not to tell. I didn't look at her and I hope she knows what to say

"Of course not Mrs. Lopez. Only Zach is always ruining Steicy's life for another year, I think" she told my Mom. My mom just looks at me with concern but I just smile at her and start to fiddle on my phone.

"Steicy, is there something bothering you dear?" she asked me with another concern on her face. But I didn't blame her, she knows that I've used (well, I think I 'used') to have a crush on Zach when we were younger. And maybe she just doesn't want to see me upset, I think.

"Nothin' Mom. Just school" I reasoned out for her sake. I smiled at her and did not lose to having eye contact with her. She didn't utter any word but continued cooking. Sam and I look at each other and seated quietly.

Dinner was quiet. I thought dad and Lewis were also here but Mom told me they were on a business trip. You see, my father and my brother are handling our business in many branches around the world most specifically the one in London. My mother is a designer, a clothes designer to be specific. And why I didn't gain any popularity, well I better be hidden in the picture rather than be the talk of the town.

When we were finished eating, Nana Julie decided that she will wash the dishes. So, it leaves us going to our rooms. Yeah! Sam practically live her, my Mom gave the spare room for her in case she wanted a sleepover and yes she has clothes here also. Well, practically Mom made some of the clothes for Sam and that goes to me also. I never envied her, it's better to have a sister around.

"So what's your plan tomorrow?" Sam asked me while she was seated on the sofa, fiddling in her phone.

"I don't know. Maybe ignore him like I used to" I answered. I was playing with one of the balls I have, lying on the bed.

"Well, I hope you could. Knowing someday you'll burst out" I know she's concerned with me and I can't blame her. I always keep quiet even if I'm angry or sad. Maybe I'm not the type of person to share feelings with.

"Yeah" was the only word I said. She was almost leaving my room when she went back with only her head showing by the door.

"I hope you could learn to share your problems Steicy. It's not like all the time you could handle things on your own. We could understand you also if you let us" Sam said and left my room. This girl is something, she always left me questioned before I go to sleep.

I'd catch the ball one last time and started looking at the ceiling.

"I hope so" I told to myself and closed my eyes.

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