Torn

Chapter 1

Waking up late for school makes you skip breakfast and also makes you late for the bus.

Quickly packing everything into a backpack while running through the house to the front door like a mad women with her hair on fire is not a fun experience.

And let's not forget, I also tripped over the hose that Lilly did not put away from when the five year old sister was making mud pies out in the yard again.

I quickly slip into our car with my mom fuming waiting in the drivers seat with a pissed off look on her face. I sigh slamming the door.

"I'm sorry" I mutter and push my long brown hair out of my face and buckle up.

She glares at me a few moments longer, her ice blue eyes sending daggers at me, then She puts the car in reverse and backs down the driveway like nothing ever happen.

I run a hand through my hair, a nervous habit of mine and look out the window, watching the cars whiz by.

"Lilly didn't put away the hose" I say grabbing my math homework I didn't do out of my blue backpack.

"Sadie, she is only five. Give her a break. When you get home roll it up yourself" she practically spits out.

I should have known better then to say anything. I cringe at the math. Only a few more years of high school then I'm free I remind myself.

I shove the stupid math back in my bag and turn up the radio to listen to Taylor swifts 'blank space'.

My mom reaches across and turns the radio off.

O-Kay.

Guess that means no music. She glances at me, "Listen, I can't pick you up today after school. I have a meeting I can't miss. Mrs. Linn won't let me miss another one for a while just to pick you up. So you are taking the bus home"

the words echo in my head as I remember back to when I last rode the bus. The memory sinks its sharp claws into my brain and replays its video of choice.

'Sitting in the back of the bus talking and laughing with my best friend Miranda.

a gasp and a small scream from a couple of kids in front of us. The bus veering left suddenly.

Miranda's eyes as wide as saucers stare into my soul, begging for me to help her, save her.

The screams as the big bus full of innocent young lives veers off the road and crashes into a huge tree.

I gasp quietly as the memory lets go and disappears.

That was only 4 years ago.

I lost my best friend in that crash.

Miranda Berr was pronounced dead when they could not find her body.

No one knows how I survived the bus crash when the person sitting next to me didn't.

My mom could never understand why I could never ride the bus again. For 4 whole years I avoided riding the bus.

For those 4 years I have been in therapy for the trauma I experienced. I slowly come to from the memory

"Sadie! Are you even listening to me? I take time off at work to pick you up from school. and now you don't respect me? After all the things I have done for you?" She scoffs.

And I'm silently thanking the lord we are very close to my school thanks to her speeding

(she always charms the cops and keeps them from giving her a ticket)

I tune her out as she continues to rant about how I'm being irresponsible and very disrespectful.

I dig out my flip phone ( yes I said flip phone. I don't have a iPhone. I am stuck in the 2000's) and flip it open.

Not having any friends can be lonely at moments. Lots of kids think I killed Miranda, I guess it helped with her loss since she got along with everyone.

They just avoid me or bully me. So I lay low and I stay out of the red zone as much as I can.

So no social media, no being teachers pets and pretty much no friends. It's not that bad, just gives me more time to focus on my school work.

I have straight A's except for the B+ in math but hey, I still have a golden pathway for college. I shut my phone with a loud snap. And shove back into my pocket when I see my tan brick school come into view.

Montgomery high school, not very fancy. Slowly falling apart but still standing. Mom was still going on about me. "Bye mom" i say quickly hopping out of the car and landing in a puddle.

I fix my backpack strap and walk up to the glass double doors. "Another day" I sigh.