Someone, somewhere. -chapter III.
I'm sorry about the delay on this fic too... I don't know when we'll update it, but anyways, hope you enjoy it!
–Amanda pov–
"Amanda, you're late." Blamed my mother as soon as I got home.
"I'm sorry, it was because of the bus."
"Don't lie to me, who is him?" She was always so paranoid about those issues.
"No one. Where's Chelsea?"
"Sleeping. I'm gone." She left home, and closed the door.
I entered her bedroom, and there I saw Chelsea kicking the crib. I took her into my arms, changed her diaper, and then took her to the living room to sit her
on her little chair. She was really cute, and a good girl. I went to the sewing machine and took the material to finish the clothes I was making for her; it
would be a little big, but that way it would last longer. I had already made the hat with bunny ears, and the violet dress with a white bow was almost
done. My mother came home in the moment I finished sewing the dress.
"What's that?"
"Nothing." I hid the dress in the closet, along with the machine.
"What is?" She insisted.
"Nothing, I told you." I repeated again.
"Amanda Cherry, what is that." She said really serious, without making it sound like a question.
"Issues of mine, please, leave it."
My mother turned her back and went to the kitchen, so I took everything and headed quickly to my bedroom. My sister was still entertained, watching now
Digimon. It was fun to watch it, I did it when I was little.
The next morning started in a normal way: Math exam on the first period, and Alexandra at home sleeping because she didn't come when we had a test by
this hour. The posh girls, as always, were in their 'VIP zone', as they called it. They never failed to surprise me, how could some chicks so stupid be still alive? I
thought they would get hit by a bus because they didn't even know how to cross the street... would they have a GPS? It could be. As I gave my finished
exam to the teacher with almost all the questions answered, I came back to my desk and felt how the poshes fixed their murderous eyes at me, making me
want to kick them so bad.
As I sat, I took a paper and started making a list of stuff for the party that would take place the friday of the next week here at high school. They've chosen
a random person to organize it all, and with my bad luck, the chosen one was me. The 'good' part of this issue was that I only had to take charge of the
decoration. I was kinda scared of what music they'll put on there... probably some dance shit. And obviously I, as one of the helpers, had to assist.
Finally the bell rang and Alexandra rushed into the class; the teacher didn't say anything to her, she didn't bother yet.
"Hey, did you sleep well?" I asked her, as soon as she sat by my side.
"Bah." She said, leaving her black bag on the floor.
She was always like that when she'd just awaken, but in the end she was a good girl, even if she didn't like being called that. While I was on the moon
thinking about some random song, a teacher entered the class and said:
"Your teacher didn't come today, so you can go to the schoolyard." Alexandra got up from the chair, in a bad mood, like wondering why the fuck did she
come to school if the teacher didn't.
In the outside it was really cold, so the two of us stayed at the cafeteria. Even if the teachers didn't authorize students to be there during the class hours,
there was warm, and they've never called attention to us. A hotter weather should have come yet, but this year it seemed to arrive later, seeing that it only
appeared some random days. It was quite nice to me, I rather die because of the cold than living terrified by all the bugs the summer always brought. I
came back to the issue of prom thinking about what to do, I wanted the theme of this year to be something different, but I had no idea of what it would
be.
When I looked through the window still wondering, I saw Danny Worsnop sitting on a bench, alone. Which was quite weird, he was this boy who's always
surrounded by 'fangirls'. Suddenly, a gust of wind opened the door, bringing with it the idea for the party. It would be the winter, thereby we could use more
dark colors and that would be quite funny, I bet the poshes would be there with white dressed saying they symbolized the snow.
The classes reached its end by today, so I got on the bus to go home, and there was again that boy. I sat by his side and expected that everything would
go fast, I wanted to get home. He was really cute and I could hear the music he was listening to: Killswitch Engage, maybe, which was another point in his
favor. When I got out of the bus, I realized he was staring at me, which made me blush, even if I didn't know exactly why.
"I'm a mystery even for myself, how sad." I muttered, laughing across the street on my own.
Emilie Scarlett & Juliet Rose.
