Turning the Tables-
Chapter 2
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She'll Be Home For Christmas
I opened the door to my house, slammed it shut, and then attempted to throw my jacket on the couch. I missed. I kicked off my shoes, and hopped over the back of the couch, startling Pony, who sat unknowingly on the spot I had just landed on.
"Ow!" He squealed, "What was that for?"
"Sorry, little buddy, didn't see you there." I answered.
"Whatever, Sodapop, how was work?" Pony answered, rubbing his leg that I had just rolled off of.
"It was great! Me and Steve got to tow this real tuff corvette!"
"Cool, whose was it?" Pony asked, obviously pretending to be interested. I grinned.
"A friend of Cherry's,"
"Oh okay, I was just hoping that- uh, never mind." Pony rambled nervously. My grin fell off of my face.
"What?"
"It's just that, only Soc's drive corvettes, and you know, you're like a Socy chick magnet." Pony answered awkwardly.
"Awww, no not like that, Pony," I reassured him, "it was Cherry, and she ain't really a Soc anymore."
"Naw, she ain't." Pony agreed. "But wait whose car was it then? I know you said Cherry's friend, but who exactly?"
"Ummm, well it was Victoria Richards's car." I stated, while running a hand through my hair.
"Soda, you remember what I told you about her, right?" Pony asked anxiously.
"Yeah, I remember, she's a cheerleader, popular, dating Jonah whatshisface."
"It's Jonah Wattsis, and he's a big-time Soc. I guess that doesn't matter though because they just broke up. Although he would still pound your face in." Pony snapped, while smiling though.
"Nah, I am going to keep my distance, I promise." I said.
"That's what you said about Sandy." Pony retorted.
I froze. That really was what I said about Sandy.
~~~~~~Victoria's POV~~~~~~
I flopped down on my bed.
"Hey Vic, I thought you were going out with Cherry and Chase, speaking of which where is your brother?" My mother asked. I looked up to see her leaning against my doorframe, wearing her signature blue scrubs.
"Hi mom," I started, "we were going out, yes, but the Corvette got a flat tire about halfway to Rusty's, so Cherry used the car phone to call a friend of hers who happens to be a mechanic, they gave us a ride home, but Chase wanted to stay with the car."
"Oh, alright, well tell Chase I said goodnight," she responded.
"Another night shift?" I asked.
"You bet, kid, I'll see you in the morning, though!" she said excitedly.
"Why do you seem so exci-oh." I said, though not very enthusiastically.
"How could you forget your own seventeenth birthday?" my mother asked.
"I'm just not very excited to have to celebrate without Candice, that's all."
"Well, I'm sure she'll still be celebrating, even if she can't be here with you."
"Why did she have to choose Harvard? I know it's good for our family, and I know that it's amazing that she was accepted, and I know it's a great opportunity for her, but it's in Massachusetts! That's almost 1,500 miles away!" By now I was in tears. "Mom, I miss her." My mom came over to the side of my bed and gave me a warm embrace.
"I know you miss her, honey, we all do, but it's almost your birthday, and she'd want you to enjoy it. Besides, she'll be home for winter break in a few weeks, and then she'll be home for good in May. So just hang in there honey, okay?" My mother soothed. I could hear her voice crumbling as she spoke. How could I be so stupid? I know that she's hurting too, yet I make her comfort me.
"Mom?"
"Yes, Vic?"
"I love you."
"Love you too, honey."
"Now get to work." I said quickly. My mother laughed.
"Yes, ma'am."
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