Chapter Three

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chapter three: food makes me happy
"I never thought I'd find comfort in a voice. I was wrong"
©AuthorAllie 2016

6 am monday morning
My whole bed is shaking when my eyes finally open wide. My father's hands are on my back and I'm being pushed around. My father grunts desperately as he tries to wake me up. I spin around as his grip loosens on me.

"Come on Mya it's time for school." My dad says out of breath.

"Whyyyyyyyy?!" I cry out to him.

"Because you want to go to college don't you?" He asks in attempt to get me out of my bed.

"I really don't." I moan squinting at him.

"Fine, you miss today and there is no vacation to Aruba for you this summer." He says to me crossing his arms and walking out of the room.

I push myself out of my cozy bed. I grab my phone from my nightstand and I have a message from Reese.

Reese: Good morning Mya! Don't forget about dinner tonight! ;)

I walk into my bathroom and brush my teeth. I do my hair and makeup and get changed into my outfit for the day. I decide to wear light wash jeans and a striped crop top. I pair that with my white converse and I'm ready to go downstairs and eat. My mother has banana pancakes laid out on the table for the family. My parents are already eating and drinking their coffee. My older sister and little brother are already helping themselves too.

I pick up three pancakes and squirt on a lot of syrup. I pour some orange juice and sit down at the table. Everyone is silent and I hate it. I begin eating and I see my sister staring at me.

"Damn Mya you're getting fat." She says too me.

"Peyton!" My mother says.

"I'm not in the mood Pey." I say continuing to eat.

"Don't you want to argue? You always do it." She snaps at me sipping her coffee.

"Shut up Peyton. Sammy is right here!" I say.

"No." She says.

"What is your problem? Ever since you dropped out of college and broke up with Elliot you've been starting fights and you've brought negative energy into this house! I'm sick of your drama and this crap! So if you'd please shut up I'd be really happy and so would everyone else." I say.

"Girls stop!" My father says standing up.

7:02 am
I enter the school, and I immediately notice my friends waiting for me to walk up to them. They're all looking very anxious, and in a good way. I approach them with a confused look on my face.

"Okay either somebody sent you guys free pizza or Melanie Martinez is coming to town..." I laugh making assumptions.

"Nope!" My friend Ashley says looking like she's holding her breath.

"What then?" I ask opening my locker.

"You seriously haven't heard about Lyla Harthrow?" She asks as if I keep up on every piece of daily gossip.

"No, what happened?" I ask placing my books on my top shelf.

"Her and her boyfriend broke up and I have an immense crush on him!" She says with pure joy.

"Who's the lucky fella who's gonna get a piece of Ashley Peterson?" I ask chuckling.

"Reese...you know the junior with blonde hair...I think he goes to the skating rink often actually!" She says with a smile that stretches from ear to ear planted on her face.

This is bad. This is really bad. First off, I may have been the reason for his breakup, which I'd feel completely horrible about. Secondly, I'm crushing on Reese too. Last but not least, I'm going to dinner with him tonight. Great! Life is just grand...and mine is literally perfect. Not....

I'm pretty stupid. I honestly can be the dumbest and most shallow girl in the world sometimes. Jealousy is also my absolute best friend, and likes to jump out of my mouth whenever I'm taken back by a situation. Today jealousy is feeling extra brave and doesn't even think about what it is about to do. Before I know it I'm filled with rage, and I know I'm about to say something completely hurtful.

"So you expect him to like you?" I ask with anger.

"Well I mean once we get to know each other...then possibly." She's looking confused.

"Im going on a dinner date with your boy toy tonight...and I don't think I'm you, so I'm pretty sure your chances of a relationship are very very low. Sorry, but he broke up with her for me...not you!" I say sounding completely selfish and low, but I can't seem to stop myself from boiling over with anger.

"Wow Mya...well trust me I don't think he's going to fall in love with a complete bitch, so I have a better chance than your selfish ass." She says walking away from me.

At this point I don't care about feelings.

All I want is him.

Dinner
"Wow this pizza is amazing! How do you know where to go for the best food?!" Reese asks scarfing down his
pizza.

"Trust me, food is one of my very best friends!" I say biting into a new slice of greasy, cheesy pizza.

"So if you don't mind me asking, what happened with Ashley today?" It pains me to know that he knows who she is.

"She likes you, and I got jealous because I like you too, and I became a jealous bitch." I confess to him.

"Well, you're in luck....because I happen to like you too." He smiles at me.

At that moment I knew that I was falling deep into a pit of loveliness, and I never wanted to go back. Of course I love myself and I feel beautiful in my skin, but the fact that I have someone else to love me is wonderful.

Absolutely wonderful.
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Thanks for reading. I'm really excited because I'm revising this story for the Wattys ahhh! So please if you're reading this vote and comment to help me out! Love you guys!

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