Lindsey looked into the mirror and smiled. She looked a total mess and that was a good thing this morning. Her eyes were a little bloodshot from getting very little sleep last night and her skin was surprisingly pale. She exited her bedroom and began the slow walk downstairs, making sure that she didn't storm downstairs in her usual bright fashion. But she didn't want to over do it with the pretend coughing and holding the stomach trick.
As she walked into the living room, Sara was sitting on the sofa with her legs curled underneath her as she flipped through a magazine. And her mom just walked into the room with two glasses of orange juice. "Morning, honey" Catherine greeted her daughter.
"Hey" Lindsey mumbled.
Sara's eyes moved away from the article she was reading and she analysed Lindsey's quiet demeanour this morning. "Hey, you feeling okay?" Sara asked feeling a little concerned.
Lindsey looked at Sara with the best 'I feel like shit' appearance she could muster, and it obviously worked. "I didn't really get any sleep last night…"
Catherine moved to sit next to Sara, wanting to engage in the conversation one the words 'couldn't and sleep' were mentioned in the same sentence. "Oh, baby. Did you have a nightmare?" Catherine asked, her expression had turned pretty serious. No guessing what she was worrying about.
Lindsey tried to hide her rising temper. She really hated it when she brought something up which was a little out of the ordinary. Her mom and Sara always had to put it down to what happened to her three years ago. Couldn't she just be a normal teenager who happens to be going through a little drama? "No, I just couldn't sleep okay? Is it okay with you guys if I just stay upstairs and try to get some rest?" Lindsey asked bluntly.
Catherine nodded and watched her daughter drag herself back upstairs. "What's gotten into her?" Catherine asked, totally bemused. Sara shook her head and went back to reading her magazine whilst Catherine picked up her glass and took a large mouthful of the sweet liquid.
Lindsey closed her bedroom door shut and looked around her room. She'd live here for the day; she had her own bathroom and a desk for her laptop. She'd be perfectly fine here. Lindsey moved to the desk and lifted the lid on her laptop, she didn't really know what she was doing, anything to pass the time, right? She finally decided to write in her diary. She'd never really liked the idea of having a book full of everything, which was on her mind sitting in her room where everyone could see it. So she'd started putting things onto her laptop instead.
"I don't know what's gotten into me. Ever since I met Faith I've been feeling restless. It's not her fault, though. Or is it? Oh, heck. I don't have a clue! Maybe it's what Louise said. It did get to me a little bit. I mean, usually you can brush her bitchy comments off and forget she ever said them, but the comment she made about Faith was different, should I be worried? Maybe I could talk to Sara about it. She'll be knocking on my door any minute now. I can't really blame her though; she's been a real star to me lately. Maybe I could ask her not to say anything to mom. Yeah, I think I could trust Sara with that. Besides, she might be able to work this out!"
Lindsey finished typing what she had on her mind and closed the lid on her laptop, and as if by magic! There was a knock on the door and Sara's familiar voice could be heard.
"Come in" Lindsey muttered, moving her tired body over to her bed and crossing her legs.
Sara stepped into the room with a concerned smile on her face. "Want to tell me what's wrong?" She asked bluntly.
"Yeah. I do actually. As long as you promise not to tell Mom!" Lindsey pleaded.
Sara put her hands up in the air and surrendered "Okay, okay. Now spill," She said with a grin.
"I don't really know where to start. I guess it all started when I met Faith. Then Louise called me last night and told me something about Faith, which made me feel a little restless. I don't really know why! It shouldn't matter!" Lindsey whined.
Sara nodded, trying to understand Lindsey semi-encrypted message. "What did Louise say?" She asked. Although she was pretty sure that she knew.
Lindsey rolled her eyes and hugged the lilac pillow that was now in her grasp. "Well, Louise said that Faith had been driven out of her old school because –" Lindsey started but Sara finished.
"She's gay?" Sara finished.
Lindsey raised an eyebrow and tilted her head. Sara couldn't help but laugh! She was so much like her mother sometimes. "Huh? How do you know!" Lindsey asked.
Sara folded her legs and leaded against the headboard of Lindsey's bed. "Because I was the CSI who worked that case. Why should that matter, anyway?" Sara asked and poked her tongue out.
Lindsey looked at Sara with her eyes wide and hit her square in the jaw with her pillow. "SARA SIDLE! I'm not—I couldn't! I do not like her, like her!" Lindsey said in a confused babble. Both of them fell back and burst out into fits of laughter, this prompted Catherine to walk up the stairs and see what she was missing.
"What's going on up here?" Catherine chuckled.
Sara slowly got up and patted her stomach to try and subside her laughing. "Lindsey was just telling me something, that's all" Sara teased, dragging Catherine down so she was sitting on her lap.
Lindsey rolled her eyes and got off the bed "Jeeze. Get a room which isn't mine?" She giggled and gently prodded them off her bed and out of her room.
"Fine! We know when we're not wanted!" Catherine laughed from the other side of the door.
Lindsey chuckled lightly and sat back down on her bed. Her sudden jolt of happiness soon shrivelled into tiny flame. What made Sara think she liked Faith beyond the friendship they were building? Did she send off those kinds of vibes? She rubbed her forehead and tilted her body backwards so she was lying down with her head on her pillow.
"I'm just being stupid. Of course I don't like Faith, she's just a friend" Lindsey muttered reassuringly. But for now, she'd stay in her state of confusion and wait until tomorrow, where she had no choice but to face Faith.
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Ta-dah! Chapter three! Haha. I hope its okay, I tried my best! Anyway, please review, any idea's and things like that are very welcome!
Jodie
