You're Not Enough

Chapter 41

It's finally Friday. The week has seemed longer than usual. Wednesday and Thursday went by super slow. Well, at least the school day went by slow.

Wednesday was the slowest. I spent the whole day looking over my shoulder, waiting... no anticipating Ryder. I didn't see him all day until English. He sat on the right side with Ashely in front of him and the other football players surrounding them. Ashely spotted me and made a smart remark, then half the class laughed, including Ryder.

Then I saw him again during lunch. He stood right behind me in line. I swear he was so close I could feel the heat from his body on me. His friends were with him; they made their sexual remarks towards me and another girl that was in front.

I ignored it. I wanted to run off and cry, but I didn't. Instead, the girl in front of me did. I think her name was Jessica.

Thursday, I didn't see him at all, not even in class. I don't think he came to school. Not that I was looking for him or anything. But it's easy to know when he's not there. There's something different about the school when he isn't here; people seem more relaxed. I know I did.

"Okay, so I'll be picking you up after school and taking you to your session. After your session, I'll have to get you an uber back home. I'll be at home preparing all day." my mother says, referring to tonight's dinner.

I stop looking at the road, and I turn to her. "It's just dinner," I say. I don't know why she is going all out for it.

"Actually, it's not." she corrects me. "Your father is trying to partner with Paul's dealership, and I guess he's hoping this dinner will win him over."

"Well, why couldn't dad take him to lunch or something. Why do we have to have a whole dinner? And why does Jeanine have to come?" I growl, remembering the stuck up later I met years ago.

"I know you don't like her, but please try to be kind, and she's coming because that's his wife."

I hate her. I know hate is a strong word. But I really do hate them. They're so snooty. I can tolerate Jeanine, but Paul, god, is he infuriating. My dad tolerates them because they are rich and known. Paul owns the most dealerships in the country. I guess it's a good marketing strategy to know the owner of one of the country's top dealerships. This is good for my dad because I know he trades a lot with him.

My mom pulls into the school's parking lot. "Oh, and Katie is coming," she adds.

My mouth drops open. "Are you serious?"

"Yes." she sighs. "It'll be fine," she reassures me.

I roll my eyes, open the car door, and get out.

This day can't get any worse.

...

*meet me in the 2nd-floor girl's bathroom -James

*Now?- Violet

*Yes, now!!! -James.

*I'm in class

*We all are Jayda. But this is important. -James

I huff and raise my hand.

The teacher acknowledges me.

"Can I be excused?" I ask. He nods his head.

I walk out of the classroom and up the stairs. Violet is coming down the stairs.

"Do you know what this is about?" I ask her.

She shakes her head, "No."

"Do you think it's really important?" I ask as we walk towards the girl's bathroom.