Dedicated this chapter to (again, it's not letting me tag!) because he/she's sweet!
CHAPTER NINE: HELP! YOUR SON'S KILLING ME!
I was late. I was so late.
And I was going to die.
And I didn't even get to write a goodbye note or say 'fuck off' to Drew.
Wait, I could do the latter.
But I ran frantically in my bathroom, trying to brush and take of my clothes at the same time.
Gargling my mouth, I just jumped into the shower for a solid minute and then came out, the chilled water freezing me.
While my teeth chattered, I quickly put on my clothes, but my sports bra made me exercise for about good thirty seconds. I came out of the bathroom, still shimmying in my jeans. I just brushed out my short hair, until they didn't scream She's homeless everybody! run away as fast as you can before she steals your money. One of the perks of having neck length hair was that you it didn't take longer to comb. They were wavy at the end, but the somehow managed to look good.
Grabbing my bag, I ran downstairs, almost stumbling on stairs and falling flat on my face, but times like these I appreciate the person who invented railings on the staircase.
"Andrew, will you please give me a ride today?" I asked, as I grabbed a granola bar from the counter.
"No." he replied, casually scrolling down his phone.
He had a big advantage as he had a car, he didn't have to run after the bus.
"Please." I begged.
"No, I can't be seen with you." He said and I stopped panicking momentarily.
I shot him a look of pure perplexity.
"Why the hell are you acting as if you are popular?" I asked him, genuinely confused. "Even a dead jelly fish is more popular then you, so don't worry bro."
He looked at me, his face expressionless. "And after that comment, why should I help you?"
"Chocolate cake." I simply stated, tearing the wrapper of my granola bar.
"Oh come on, can we forget about that already?" he asked, but I saw a little guilt showing up on his face.
"Bitch, it's been only four days." I said. "You'd be lucky after I forget after four millennia."
"We would be dead by then..."
"My point exactly." I said, now taking huge bites of the bar. "Or I could complain to mum."
He scowled at me for a few seconds, before getting up. "You're an annoying brat, you should know that."
"Thank you!" I said, a shit eating grin carved on my face.
"Whatever." He said, grabbing the car keys, slinging his bag over his shoulder and heading out.
I followed him, mentally dancing for not taking a bus.
Since our school was way too far then necessary, we had to leave extra early.
We drove silently, neither of us in the mood to talk or turn on the radio.
When we were one block away from school, he abruptly stopped the car.
"Get out." He said.
"Wha-"
"You heard me."
"Why?"
"I told you, I can't be seen with you."
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