Love & Ride

Chapter 3

- "Seriously! did you see him on that motorcycle? I could've sworn he was a god fallen from the sky!"

A bunch of girls scream and giggle on the way out. I'm with Cooper and Isobel waiting in the parking lot. Isobel's brother is picking us up.

- "So, Skyla you didn't tell us, what happened to your head?" Isobel reminds me.

- "I used the wrong entrance when I came and some Mark guy hit me with the door."

- "Oh! What did you do then?"

- "Nothing, the guys gave me some ice and showed me the public entrance."

- "What do you mean 'the guys'?" Cooper asks while doing air quotes with her fingers.

- "Just euh, some guy named Kevin and euh, Tyler." I clear my voice.

- "Tyler Hanson?" they ask at the same time.

- "Yes that Tyler." I say and look away hoping that they'll let it go.

- "Skyla Ryans! Details. Now!" Cooper screams.

- "There's nothing to explain, He just got me inside. Asked me some questions, then went away."

- "After your bathroom incident..." Isobel starts.

- "What incident! Nothing happened! Moments like that happen to us every day with a lot of people but when it comes to those jerks it has to be something special? I'm sorry if he seems so irresistible to you but I really don't give a fuck about him or his dumb ass friends." I turn around and start walking.

- "What the hell Skyla?!" Isobel asks me, angry. Cooper just stares at me, shocked.

- "I'll walk" I scream.

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I'm sitting at my desk writing a paper for my English class, trying not to think about the last words I said to my friends. It's not me, I'm not like that, I got carried away, I was angry and I don't even know why. I don't recognize myself and I hate that he's doing that to me.

- "Knock knock," My mom says before opening the door "Can I come in?"

- "Yes, of course mom. Hey"

She sits on my bed then says:

- "Hey sweetie, we haven't talked much lately. So, how was your first week in high school?"

It's true, we didn't talk a lot. My mom and I are really close, we have a Lorelai and Rory type of mother-daughter relationship. She works at a magazine and this week has been exhausting for her, and she misses dad a lot, even if she doesn't show it. I know that it's hard for you when your husband is always travelling. Dad's the director of a tech company and his job includes moving around the world, all the time. They decided that we would stay in New York with mom for a better education, more stable, even if it doesn't suit them much.

- "High school is different, I have Cooper and Isobel so it's really fine."

- "And how are your classes? Oh, and any news from Sarah?"

- "They're good, I just finished an English paper, I already read the book so I'm handing it in early to get some extra credit," I say, knowing it'll make her proud. "And Sarah didn't show up. It's like she completely disappeared, we can't reach her, we have nothing."

- "I'm so sorry for her, I wish we could help her through this. And I'm so proud of you, Harvard is lucky to have you dreaming about going there."

I've wanted to go to Harvard since I was 10 years old. I'm still indecisive when it comes to what I want to study but I know I want to do it there.