"Jay wait up!" I heard my best friend Shane yell as he sprinted down the hallway towards me, I stopped. "Hey!" He smiled as he finally got to stop; I figured he'd be out of breath…nope nothing.
"Hey," I laughed.
"Um I was wondering if you could writer down my homework for the rest of the day?" He pouted.
"Shane," I complained. I wasn't upset about writing down his homework, more about that fact that he was leaving again. "Why are you leaving again?"
"Vacation," He said.
"You told me you went on vacation last week to Miami, you were gone two days." I huffed; he was never actually here at school.
"I'm going to Virginia okay, I'm not to comfortable with talking about it but my aunt died okay," he sighed, looking at the floor. He was a good actor but I wasn't buying it.
"Shane! Stop lying to me you don't have aunts your parents don't have any brothers or sisters, I want an explanation for why you're out of town for some part of the week every week." I stomped my foot a little getting frustrated.
He bit his lip and looked at me. "Life would be so much easier if you didn't know so much about me," he sighed as Nate and Jason came running down the hall. They stopped at us, not out of breath either.
"Hey Nate, Jason where are you guys running off to?" I asked glaring at Shane as I did. Almost immediately before words could escape their lips Shane slapped his hands over their mouths.
Jake Kensal passed by and looked at me and waved, "hey Jayda." He smiled.
"Hey," I waved back putting on my acting skills. I wanted to be an actor so it helped a lot in life. Like now, I'm so frustrated with Shane but I can also flirt with Jake without being to flirty.
Shane glared at Jake then turned back to me and moved his hands away from his brother's mouths. "Guys I'll meet you in five at my car." They nodded and ran off. "What was that?"
"What was what?" I asked.
"You flirting with Jake, you know I don't want you talking to him." He ordered.
"Gees father, why don't you just run off to work, don't worry I'll be a good girl while daddy's gone on another 'business trip'." I mocked.
"Not funny Jay, now I'm serious I don't trust him. Please it'll give me some peace while I'm gone," he begged.
"Fine," I gave in. "If I don't talk to him will you tell me where you run off to all the time?"
He looked at his watch and slowly started backing away. "No probably not, but I really got to go or I'm going to miss the flight! Bye." He yelled as he ran off.
I rolled my eyes and ran off to class.
I hate the cold; I hate the cold with an intense deep burning passion. This was another reason that Shane's absence drove me insane. I couldn't be warmed by the high powered heater and butt warmer of his Land Rover.
My brown hardware jacket was zipped all the way up and I had a toboggan on to keep my frozen ears just a little warm. I hated the snow that surrounded me and the fact that my house was four miles from school, God I was going to kill Shane once he got back from wherever tomorrow.
"Hey!" I heard and my head turned towards the road, Next to me was Jake in his black caravan, it looked so warm. "Jayda you want a ride?" He laughed at my shivering.
"Oh my gosh that would be great," my teeth chattered as I ran over on the not busy street and climbed into the passenger seat. "Thank you so much for this."
"Oh it's really no problem at all, I live a mile away from you so it's nothing, but it's below zero out there, why are you even out there?" He asked as he turned up the heater, it felt so warm.
"Shanes on a vacation." I rolled my eyes remembering our conversation this morning; I had his homework written down. I just imagined him coming over tonight to get it then Mom would notice him there and ask him to have dinner, he'd decline but eventually give in to mothers torturing. My two older twin brothers would get in a conversation with him about football or music and then he'd leave…and forget the homework I had written down.
"He was on vacation last week I thought," Jake said.
"Yeah," was all I said, I didn't really want to get into it because I would end up going off.
"You're still shaking; you want some coffee to warm you up?" He asked, he motioned for the drink in the cup holder.
"Oh my gosh that would be awesome," I said reaching for it. It toasted up my hands through the gloves, perfect. I took one sip and expect that Starbucks delight but what I got was a whole different reaction.
It was a bitter taste that made my vision blur and my head ache in sudden sharp pain. It smelt strong and sort of like alcohol but ten times worse. It set my mouth on fire and as I swallowed the awful tasting substance I felt myself slip away as everything faded to black.
Ice Cold