This chapter name is actually a 'pet phrase' my friend adopted, she enjoys saying this to everyone because she's a little chocolate-obsessed! Normally my chapters are 1000+ words, I'm sorry if this is short for a two page chapter. Enjoy! ^^
#21 You Still Owe Me Chocolate
The sun rays filtered its way through my window panes. I woke up reluctantly for school again, just like any other day.
It has been quite a week since I, well, turned him down. Life had been miserable. This time, besides memories flowing back like a river with a strong current, I had also been pondering. I refused to believe that Richard had told them, but at the same time I also had no reason to believe in him.
All the signs are showing. All the events are pointing towards him. How did Kelly know if not for Richard? It could not be Joey.
I shook my head, in attempt of shaking away negative thoughts. I did my routine, chose my clothes, bathed, and then have breakfast.
Mom hasn’t been home that day Teresa visited. Somehow she left me a deep, yet wonderful impression.
After bathing and dressing, I headed downstairs to make breakfast for myself. I had an easy meal. I don’t like to have a heavy breakfast, so Nutella bread did the trick.
I began my 15 minute journey to the bus stop once everything was done. As I crossed the street, memories of what happened five years ago came back involuntarily.
“Hey stop it!” I screamed in annoyance. Disapproval was written over my face. Richard was being mean again; he has been placing his arm (the one that weighed five tonnes, or what felt like five tonnes) on my already-heavy bag.
“I won’t walk with you if you persist.” I threatened emptily. He saw through, and to show that he wasn’t scared, he brought me down by pulling down my bag entirely.
“Oh my god, stop!” by then I was hopping mad. He didn’t do as I instructed, instead, he exerted more force.
I could not handle his strong force he applied on my bag. I could already feel the weariness in my hollow bones. You know what; gravity was already hard on me. My bag felt like ten tonnes. With his heavy arm it was fifteen! Soon my body slanted over forming a curve, I was going to fall.
As I predicted, I fell as I lost my balance on a kerb. Even though I managed to get up instantly, I did not want to go back up to the kerb. Instead, I dashed across the road in fury. I surely craved for five tonnes on my poor back again. (Sense the sarcasm) At the thought, my shoulders stooped.
I didn’t bother to look left and right, before I crossed the road recklessly. As it was yet breaking dawn, cars in the vicinity had their headlights on. A headlight shone furiously on me. Then that was when I realised.
My shadow was getting bigger… and bigger.
A car was driving towards me. Before I could get my basic reflexes to tell me how to react, I was being pushed away from the road, so I fell out of it.
I landed heavily with a loud thud choking on my saliva. My mind raced, stomach started to turn sour.
My heart skipped a beat. Eyes widened, jaws dropped. Richard was standing in the middle of the road, right in front of the car. He was facing me, but his arms were raised in front of his face due to reflex. Stupefied, he stood rooted in his tracks. I thought he almost gave up on his life. The car screeched into a nervous halt.
It was a heart-stopping moment. The sound of the tyres rubbing against the ground was so deafening I froze. Fortunately, the car stopped in time. What a close shave. I swear the car was in an unwanted close proximity with Richard.
“Beeeeeep!” The sound was unusually long and dragged. The driver horned so impatiently, I could sense the fury in the horn. He pulled down the window, nervously yet seething with rage. He barked, “Do you still want your lives?” His voice trailed off, still nervous from the fact that he almost killed a person.
Richard walked over with jelly-like legs and pulled me into a hug. “Damn you scared me!” he whispered anxiously in my ears, I broke into a smile as creases of worries vanished in an instant.
“You shouldn’t have done that you know?” I almost yelled, on the verge of tears. Tears of gratitude and maybe tears of worry.
I was in cold sweat before I knew. He seemed to be perspiring too.
The driver drove away after Richard walked to me.
“Why did you do that?” I questioned, my heart almost melted. I was expecting some cheesy reply.
“Because I suddenly remember you still owe me chocolate, I can’t let you off so easily you know.” He said smugly with a smile.
“Beeep!” I almost got ran down by a car whilst being deep in thoughts. I nodded awkwardly and stood out of its way.
Soon, I got on the bus, in fact, the only bus that ever arrives at that bus stop. You can call this isolation. This is the only bus to town. That was why I always wanted a car.
A car ride could’ve easily been a 10 minute kind of thing. But with the bus you reach in 20 minutes.
I didn’t want to trouble Joey; it wasn’t really convenient for her. She has to travel backwards against the school, then to school, since she lived closer to the school. We have to go by her house to reach school. The troublesome thing was she wasn’t the kind of a morning person. To make her wake up 20 minutes early on a daily basis was kind of a mission impossible.
So I, being a good friend that I am, decided to take bus to school. Actually it was also to avoid Richard. If Joey was to come, I would have to run into him, coincidentally or not. He lived next door, remember? Leaving early he wouldn’t have to see me. I wouldn’t have to see him. The cold hard stare melts my courage of facing him.
The rest of the journey to school was smooth. No bumps, no obstacles. I reached on time.
As I walked into the gate, it was rather a usual sight. I put my head low, not trying to attract much attention, walk to the homeroom in low profile, and maybe say hello to Joey on the way.
But life never lets you have it your way.
A/N Aww, dang cliffhanger? :D I'll update soon. Since I like P!nk so much Song Of The Day would be My Signature Move by P!nk.What's your signature move? Comment yours! :) x
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