Hoodie Girls (Vacation, Book 1)

10. Gas Station Order

Kainaz's P. O. V

It was about 10:30 when I woke up the next morning. The sun had already rose, lighting up the room, because I had forgotten to close the blinds last night. I rolled over, snuggling under my covers, but couldnt make myself go back to sleep.

A few seconds laying in vain with my eyes closed before deciding that I would go for a walk around the neighborhood and explore my surroundings since I would be living here for a summer. After putting my hair up and shoes on, I debated whether or not to wake Sienna, but ended up siding against it.

Yawning, I went over to grab a poptart or something for breakfast, but then I realized that we had no food. I rolled my eyes, Biannnncccccaaa. I didn't even need to ask who had tore through the snacks we snuck onto the plane from Pennsylvania.

At that exact moment I wanted to drag her, but restrained myself. It's whatever I'll just go to a gas station or something. That resolution was the only thing keeping me from not go she-hulk on her.

I took a twenty from Sienna's bag, knowing she wouldn't care, put in my earbuds, grabbed a mask, and headed out the door.

The song "On My Way" by PRETTYMUCH, came on and I started humming while observing the scenery. A couple taking pictures next to a palm tree, a group of friends laughing and shoving each other around on a sidewalk, a father with his maybe two year old daughter on his shoulder.

I always wanted to live in Los Angeles, but Flordia is beautiful. I loved the heat and the beach. After a while I realised I had no idea where I was going or even where I was, and decided that I should probably figure that out.

I pulled out my phone and typed in gas stations near me, the closest one was a Sheetz, ten minutes away from where I was.

The day was so peaceful I could have just sat on the sidewalk and closed my eyes with my head laid back soaking up the warmth and sunshine, until I heard a ding come from my device.

It was from my mom, our relationship was rocky. I loved her a lot, but I more or less moved out after she gave me an ultimatum when I was fifteen. I didn't talk to her often, because it was awkward, but we still cared for each too much to not have any contact at all.

Mom:
Hey

Me:
Hi

Mom:
Me and your
dad wanted to know
if you wanted to come home
for the Summer?

She asked me everytime if I wanted to come home, after the first time I tried it, the answer was always no.

I missed my friends of course, I missed many things about England, but if I went to see my family I wouldnt be able to handle the comments, the looks they would give me.

Technically, my mom and dad arent even my legal guardians anymore, not after they practically kicked me out. I knew they loved me, but I always wondered if they loved me enough, or if they loved me at all, they loved their image of me.

I hot tears start to roll down my cheeks, so I doubled clicked my home button and exited out of that tab before wiping my face.

I don't know how my mom would re act to me not answering her, but I couldn't make myself respond. I knew that I would one day have to face it, but I didnt want to do it now.

"You should arrive at your destination shortly," my phone told me, and I nodded as if a real person were talking to me.

When I looked up I could see the red building which caused me to smile a bit, as I turned my music up louder and crossed streets over to the gas station.