To Love Xavier Mason

4. Oprah Winfrey

**Isabella**

You know when you've been pushing a problem off but not cause your lazy but cause you have a good reason too?

Like waiting some time before you tell your parents your results or what you scored on a test because you know you did bad and your moms gonna whoop your ass?

Or when you try to avoid a teacher the best you can because you know you haven't done that one assignment but you are too lazy to do it and too guilty to actually tell them?

Well this is mine

It was strange to see Margret call me but after thinking it over I realised what it was about.

Liv had shiver me in the side bringing me back to reality.

"The next time you pull some stupid shit like that again 'Imma- hey what's up?" she realised I was frowning at my ringing phone and I quickly covered it up with an apologetic smile.

"I'm really sorry but I gotta take this and I'll leave on my own. Gotta meet up with Margret"

Her mood visibly dampened
"Really? Again? It's like I don't even get to see you again since-"

"And I know" I interrupted her. "How about to compensate for all this we go to the party together huh,sound fun?"

Yes I was trying to divert the topic from that.

"Are you joking!" She lit up, immediately forgetting what she was saying before to my relief. "Of course. Oooh but no taking it back. Eeek I'm too excited I'll go pick up dresses for us and I'll text you later" she was already walking away towards her car

"You know I won't wear any clothes you pic" I shouted

"Bitch I will force it on you" she shouted out her reply already in her car and driving off before I could reply.

That scamming son of a gun. Make me think she all sad so I can cave in. Mother trucking b.

I walked stop the back of the school and when I was certain no one could hear me I picked up the phone.

"Hey Margret, how you doing?"

"I fucking know you didn't go"

Well isn't she straight forward as ever.

I knew I couldn't lie or something because she will just put on her bitch-you-know-i-aint-beliving-your-bad-at-lieing-ass face.

"Haha you got me"

"You need to go today"

I hate this. This whole thing. I hate going there because they make me feel like I'm a bigger mess than I already am. They don't really care about me.

"I don't want to go. They are always horrible and no help at all" I was so pissed right now thinking about all of the greedy money driven Doctors I've seen.

The call went silent

"Look I know the others weren't the best for you but please consider going to this woman. She's an old friend of mine from med school and I know it will be great. Please just do this, for me?"

"Ugghh fine" I begrudgingly agreed. "But if she's like the rest I swear i-"

"Great, love! I'll send you the details right now. Bye" and she hung up. Less than three minutes later, she sent me the details of the woman she talked about and the address of the place I was to go. Luckily I knew the place but then it hit me.