its complicated.

Chapter 4: Oops

Well, I think I decided after James opened his big mouth I would never see him again. I could never leave the house! I had to think of something. What was the easiest lie to get out of seeing James? Then I got it. My mom was a sucker for this. She hated it.
So half a can of soup, crushed up oreos, cereal, and my grandma's lintel soup dumped into a toilet later, I had a plan.
" Mommy I barfed, " I groaned.
My mom's faced looked concerned.
" What? " she said as she walked over to the toilet.
My mother looked inside of our little toilet. Her face slowly grew a smirk. I could tell she came up with a plan. That woman always knew how to get me to school. Even when my dad left her.
" Well I guess you're sick huh? " she asked me.
" Yes very, " I said followed by a moan.
" And I assume you need to stay home? " She asked me.
" Yes. I am so sick. I feel more coming, " I said in a wimp voice.
" Well then I guess no movie with Caroline tomorrow night, " my mom said smiling.
" No! I've been looking forward to that for months! " I pleaded.
" Claire bear you're sick! "
" But maybe I'll be better? "
" Claire, hun, after you throw up you're still contagious for 8 to 10 days! You wanna get Caroline sick? "
" No but-"
" But nothing young lady. No movie. You're sick. "
" ...You know I'm feeling much better now! "
" Bet your little ass you are! Do not lie to me about sickness! Now go get ready! "she said very mad.
" Sorry mama, its just that- "

" GET READY CLAIRE. I don't want any excuses! " she said sternly.
" Also flush this toilet, and then clean it! You could've ruined our plumbing system... " She said mad again.
So I flushed, and cleaned the toilet, then I lugged my self up the stairs, and I got dressed. I wore my yellow skirt, a red belt and a tucked in white shirt. Then I clipped my hair to the side, and lugged myself back down stairs.
My mom handed me my school bag.
" Hurry before you miss the bus! " She said.
" Bye mama, " I said glummly.
" Love you sweet heart, " Mama said.
' Great ' I thought. ' A day with James, '
As I got closer to the bus stop I saw James. Soon I arrived. He grinned at me. Of course I looked away nervously.
Soon enough he came over to me.
" Uh, hey Claire, " He said.
" Hello James, "
' formal nice job Claire ' I thought very proud of myself.
" To what do I owe the pleasure? " I asked not looking at him.
" Listen, I- " The arrival of the bus cut him off.
" Well James we'll have to continue this another time, " I said rushing to the bus.
He stared at me the whole way to school. All I saw out of the corner of my eye was James. Even at school! What was this madness? James Hanson and I will never be a thing. EVER. However, eventually I started to look at him too. I felt a feeling rush through my body. Chills ran down my back. My heart felt funny. I got this feeling when I was looking at him, and only him. It was different.
" Hm, " I said.

Yes... hm.