"It was a regular Wednesday. I went to school like any other seventeen year old. I was sitting through English, with Miss George who gets way too excited about Language analysis, pestering the lot of us about our essays due next week, when I get called to the office.
It wasn’t as if I was in trouble or anything, I never do get into trouble, but when I saw my mom, standing in front of the office ladies, a scowl on her face, her auburn hair pulled back into a neat ponytail, not to mention she’s still in her work uniform I know I’m in for hell.
“Mami?” her angry look was now directed at me. As if the sight of me disgusted her. It wasn’t the first time, her perfectly shaped eyebrows were furrowed and her lips her pursed.
“Get in de car Camilla.” Her Spanish accent thick, like it usually is when she’s in a foul mood. My brother Leonardo stands next to her, his hands in the pockets of his jeans and he eyes pleading me to listen.
“Please Cami.” I give in, not because I wanted to, but because my brother didn’t want to have to send me to Heath’s after my fight with mom and I didn’t want him mad at me too.
“Can I get my bag first mami?” she waves a hand at me and walks towards the car. My brother sighs uttering one word.
“Hurry” I spin on my heel and walk to my locker. I honestly don’t want to know what got my mother’s panties in a twist this time but I’m sure I’ll find out shortly.
“Camille!” my head snaps up at the sound of my name. Heath was running down the hall towards me, looking more tussled than he usually did. Like he’s more stressed then when I left him.
“Are you ok? What happened? Did she hurt you?” laughter bubbles out of my lips at his questions, his hands cup both of my cheeks in his rough hands forcing me to look at him.
“I’m fine cariño, she’s just mad. I’ll call you later and be prepared for a visitor at midnight.” Heath smirks, I know that smirk
I know I said it would be up the other day, had second thoughts.. comment or inbox me.
Clary xx