Where are you Princess

four

Ali's POV

"I'm on it mom!" I yelled back while lazily flopping on my bed. I dug my head deeper into the comforter. Sometimes life is just too tiring. There's no escape. Continuously, there's always something that needs to be done. Whether is school, family, or just life in general. Things need to be done and there's no getting around that. But why waste my life thinking about my life. Confusing?

I recklessly slapped my hand around my bed in search for my phone without lifting my head up. I grasped it and pondered on what to do. I have so much to do in such little time but then again I have such little to do in so much time. So, why not waste more time? I want to talk to someone. Someone that I can trust and relate to. So why not Matthew? We haven't spoke in a while. I don't know why he's been so distant lately.
3 rings went by, and he picked up.
"Hello?" He answered.
"Hey Matt," I groaned into my phone.
"Ali, nice to finally hear from you."
He seemed rather excited that I had finally called.
"It'd be great if you could come home this weekend for once in your life." Don't work yourself up Ali.
He let out a little laugh, "Is that so? The college life is harder than you think," he sighed. "Alright, I'll be home this weekend for sure."
"Thank you, Matt, love you."
"Love you, Ali."
And with that, I ended the call. That brother of mine better come home; I need him.

I carelessly tapped the back of my case. I scrolled through more of my contacts. Which happens to be very few. I stumbled upon Jc's number. The one he had given me after we had pizza today. He's not that bad, but that doesn't change the fact that I have a strong hate for him and everything he's done to any girl. Why do I still show him my soft side though? I'm sure if I had discouraged him enough, he would've moved on. But deep down in my heart, I know he might be the only friend I've come across in all my years of high school. I have so many mixed feelings about him. The feelings of hatred when he says the wrong things and then that feeling of friendship and a little bit more.
Snap out of it Ali. You don't like him.
But how come we almost kissed twice. What was I thinking? That's so embarrassing. What if I'm a horrible kisser? No one ever told me about it. I'm sure that last mistake of a boy would've told me. And by mistake, I mean Kian. I'm sure he would've found something as simple as that to make me feel self conscious about myself.
But I don't wanna focus on Kian and all those unforgettable times. I wish those memories of crying myself to sleep would just get away from me. They haunt me. How could I let an immature boy ruin such a big portion of my life?

"Alison! Dinner is ready!" My mom hollered from downstairs waking me up from my deep thoughts. I rushed down the stairs not wanting to disappoint them. They take the littlest things serious. I sat down with my parents at the set table. Food was already placed on our plates.
"So Alison, how was school today?" My dad asked. Did they know about the events that took place today?
"Great," I forced a smile onto my lips.
"Is all your homework done?" My mom budded in. Homework? How could've I forgotten. Jc must be some distraction to keep me from doing homework.
"Yep, got it done as soon as I got home. I even studied extra for that chemistry test tomorrow," I looked at my food and poked at the pasta with my fork.
They both just gave me a proud smile.

The rest of dinner, I shuffled my food from right to left. The pizza from earlier is still holding me over, but of course my parents don't know about that big episode. Plus, I'm too sick to my stomach to eat. I have a ton of work to do tonight and very little time. That chemistry test is one of the hardest test we will ever have.

I excused myself from the table and headed upstairs. I plunged down into the bean bag chair in the corner of my room and pulled out my work. Time to dive into to the books.

"You made it kiddo great job!" My dad patted my back. "The perfect daughter we could've ever asked for."
I walked into Yale feeling super proud. I did it. I did it all.
After I had settled in, I whipped out my phone and scrolled down to find the contact 'My boyfriend <3'. I had a missed text from him.
'Hey babe miss u and love you -Jc'
I smiled at the thought. I was about to call him when a loud beeping started to go off.