New Regrets

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I wake up the next morning and find myself lying in Mckenzie's bed. Mckenzie is nowhere to be seen. I rub my eyes and look at the desk next to her bed. On it is two pills with a glass of water. I take the pills and afterwards my memory comes back.

"Shit," I shout loudly.

I get up and run out of the house. I hear Mckenzie behind me as I run towards the door but I ignore her. I regret kissing her and I don't want to talk to her. Not yet, anyway. 

I run all the way home and when I walk through the door my parents are sitting at the table and they look very worried. When I shut the door my dad looks at me annoyed.

"Where have you been," he says. Before I can answer he carries on talking. "Your mother and I have been very worried. How dare you leave us feeling worried."

"I'm sorry," I say before he can say anything else. "I have been at Mckenzies all night."

"Really," my mother says.

"Yeah, I fell asleep as we we're studying," I lie.

"You better be telling me the truth," my father says sternly. "I don't like Mckenzie. She is a bad influence. I want you to stay away from her."

Oh no, no, no. We kissed last night and now I can't even see her.

"What," I say loudly.

"I don't want to hear it," my father says. "Go to your bedroom and think about your decisions."

Great. For the first time I have found someone I love and care about and now I can't even see them. I don't know what to do. I guess I'm just going to have to ignore her at school. It's going to be so hard because all I want to do is kiss her one more time. 

The next day I arrive at school and Mckenzie is waiting for me.

"Hey Lilac," she says.

I look at her and shrug my shoulders. She looks at me confused as I walk past her. I walk to my locker and she comes up to me again.

"Hey, Lilac," she says a bit louder than before. I carry on ignoring her. "What's going on. Is it because of last night because if so I'm sorry. You we're drunk and I shouldn't have done that. Just please talk to me."

I look at her with sad eyes. The bell rings and I grab my bag and head off to class leaving her in sadness. I feel so bad. I wish I could tell her that I want to be with her but I can't.

At lunch I sit with Mckenzie, Jason and Isabelle as usual. I sit in silence and try to sit as far away from Mckenzie as possible.

"Hey, what's going on with you two," Jason asks.

I really don't want to tell him but I have to get the weight off my shoulders. "We kissed. And my parents don't know but they think she's a bad influence and so I can't hang out with her at all."

Jason looks a bit startled.

"Sorry, I shouldn't have said that," I quickly say.

Jason shakes his head. "It's okay. But your parents won't let you hang out with her outside of school and in school but there not here. They can't control everything you do. I think you should talk to Mckenzie."

"When," I say. "We have hardly any classes together."

"In study hall," he answers. "You both have study hall at the same time, right."

"Yeah," I reply. I nod and the bell rings and I head off to study hall. 

I look for Mckenzie and I find her in the same spot as usual. At the back with all the old history books. 

"Hey," I say sitting down.

"I thought you didn't want to talk to me," she says.

I nod. "I'm sorry. My dad thinks your a bad influence and has banned me from hanging out with you."

"Well, is your dad here," she says. 

"No, I don't think so anyways," I say.

"Exactly, so what's stopping you from hanging out with me," she says. 

"I don't know."

"Exactly and by the way I'm sorry about the thing."

I smile at her. "It's alright. I actually enjoyed it."

Mckenzie looks at me shocked. "You did."

"Yeah, it was my first proper kiss after all," I say.

"Your first proper kiss." Mckenzie looks at me confused. 

"I sort of kissed Jason when we we're sort of dating." 

Mckenzie looks at me before bursting out laughing. "So we're cool."

"What do you mean by 'cool.'"

"I mean are we friends again," she says.

"Yeah, we are," I reply with a smile.

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