It Just Sort of Happened (On Hold)

Chapter 13- It Just Sort of Happened

Harry hadn’t been in school the rest of the week. I started believing something had happened back at the shop. Maybe I scared him away, or maybe he got kidnapped. Actually I knew he wasn’t kidnapped because I saw him exit and enter his house various times during the week. It wasn’t adding up why he was not coming to school, or talking to me. I texted and called him numerous times and he’s ignored every one.

Things were getting pretty unbearable at home. After I walked back from the corner shop alone, I was surprised to see my mother already there waiting for me. Saying she flipped out was an understatement, she was a nuclear bomb exploding in my face. “I’ve been worried sick about you! Where the hell were you?! I must have called you ten times and you ignored all the calls! What were you thinking?!”  I didn’t have a response to her because she sounded like my conscience after Harry left. What were you thinking? You weren’t thinking.

She decided my punishment would just be a heavy grounding, although she was close to saying I couldn’t go to dance anymore. She knew she couldn’t do that to me though, I’d never forgive her if she took dance away from me. It was my escape from everything.

Somehow the school decided they weren’t going to suspend me for breaking Marcus’s nose, they probably talked to him and realized how much of an asshole he really was and that he deserved it. So when I showed up to school on Tuesday everyone seemed to be keeping their distance. Like they thought I was going to attack them next or something. Even Becky was still holding a grudge against me. Not that I was too upset about that. I wouldn’t care if Becky and I ever became friends again. She wasn’t really a true friend anyway.

Although, us not being friends made things extremely competitive at dance. Miss. Danni decided it was against Becky and me for the solos, so now we had to both perform solos at our next competition. The person who scores the highest gets the solo because Miss. Danni can’t find it in her to choose.

I had one week to prepare a solo for myself. Miss. Danni gave us the reigns, but she said it had to be a lyrical piece, which was where I was strongest. Out-performing Becky was where I usually came second though. I had the technique, just not the face to go along with it. I had to work extra hard this week and probably get some extra time in the studio to practice it.

I wish I could just practice this weekend while the studio would be empty, but no, I had to go to my dad’s tomorrow morning. I couldn’t even picture what he was going to say about me leaving last week. He probably will just lock me up in my room for the weekend and slide my food under the door. It wouldn’t be the first time.

Maybe I just needed to convince mother that I don’t need to see him anymore. That I shouldn’t even have to, especially over what he’s done the past few weeks. She should want me not going over there. She knows how cruel he can be. I had to convince her. I mean, Dylan didn’t even have to visit him so why should I?

My mind kept racing as I sat in detention alone once again. I kind of missed Harry being here next to me. He gave me company so I didn’t get caught up in my thoughts. So I didn’t get myself worrying about things. But Harry turned his back on me for some reason. Some reason that I was going to find out whether he wanted me to find out or not.

As Mr. Murray snored in the front of the classroom I slipped my phone out from my backpack to see if I had gotten any texts from Harry or Dylan. I tried confronting him about Felicity on Monday but he just lashed out at me saying it was none of my business. I was hoping he’d come around sooner or later and tell me the truth. Us keeping secrets from each other was very out of the ordinary. We always tell each other everything, no matter how embarrassing.

After I rushed home this summer after Marcus wanted to manipulate me, I ended up telling him the whole story just to get it off my chest. While at first it was awkward talking to him about it he actually seemed pretty helpful in the end, and offered to kick his ass for me.