Hey sorry i havent updated in so long. I will try harder next time, I promise. I tried to make this chapter longer, but i dont know if it worked. please enjoy. the is gonna start to get really exciting
When we finally reached home, I grabbed a soda out of the fridge and headed to my room to start my homework. It amazes me that the teachers can give you so much homework on the first day of school when you didn't even learn anything. I pulled out my history book to start doing the assigned notes, switching on my iPod to Theory of a Deadman before starting. I couldn't do my homework without music; literally. As I inattentively continued going through all my homework, I was thinking about Sam. Why did he look so frightening when I had left school? Was he that mad about the dodge ball game? Usually, Sam was a good sport. He looked do threatening, like he just wanted to kill somebody. I was going to try and ask him what was wrong tomorrow, see if I can help him. Maybe he and Emily had a fight? I was broken out of my mental confusion with a shout from my mom.
"Dinners ready kids!" I sluggishly stood up from my bed, walking out to the kitchen. It looked like we were having spaghetti, everyone's favorite. I perked up a little at the thought, trying to ignore my worries about Sam. I sat in my usual seat at the head of the table. Leah sat down to my left, and mom to my right, with dad sitting to the left of Leah, and Seth to the right of mom. "So kids, how was your first day of school? Seth, you start." Our mom said giddily. She loved hearing about these type of things.
"It was good. Different. There are a lot more people. And the teachers seem stricter." He said truthfully.
"Did you get beat up?" Our mother asked nervously..
"No mother, I did not get beat up." He sighed. She nodded and turned to Leah.
"Leah, how was your day? How was Jared?" Our mother adored Jared, and loved hearing about him. She thought he was a good match for Leah. I agreed.
"My day was good. And Jared is fine. I have, like, 3 of my classes with him, so I am happy." She smiled at the thought, and my mom mimicked her.
"Bella, how was your day?" Our mother asked eagerly.
"It was good. English is horrible though. The teacher is so boring." I just couldn't get over that fact. Why English?
"Well, you will get used to it." She encouraged me, and I just sighed and continued eating my food.
"Charlie, how was your day?" She smiled at her husband of 24 years. They loved each other so much, it was so sweet.
"Fine. Slow day. Nothing special happened." He said in a disappointed tone. He hated sitting around all day doing nothing.
"Oh, well that's to bad. I had a great day! I went to meet with Emily's mom, Mrs. Sprawl, and we worked on her garden together. I asked her about the baby on the way, and she found out yesterday that it will be a boy!" Our mother exclaimed in excitement. She loved little babies. She was always asking Charlie if they could have more, but he said 3 is enough.
"Aw! Does she know what she is going to name it?" Leah had inhabited the baby trait from our mom, and was very sincere on the subject.
"She and her husband are deciding between Mason and Colton." She stated.
"I think they should pick Colton." Leah said. Everyone at the table nodded.
"That is what she is leaning towards." Our mom answered. The rest of the dinner was full of mindless chit chat about recent events. I usually kept out of the conversation unless asked a direct question. I was more of an observer. When everyone was done, our mom got up to do the dishes. We always offer to help her, but she loves cleaning and never lets anyone help her. I went back to my room to finish the small bit of math homework I had left. Once I finished I just listened to music until I felt tired enough to fall asleep. I couldn't really focus much because the image of Sam's face kept flashing in my head. Why did he have that expression? I just couldn't figure out what could make him so angry. I fell asleep that night still thinking about him.
I woke up in the morning slamming my hand on the alarm clock. I was definitely not a morning person. I dragged my feet out of bed and over to my closet. I pulled out black skinny jeans, black tank top, and a purple and black plaid jacket with my purple converse high tops. When I was finished getting dressed, I pulled tig coffee. I stuffed a blueberry bagel into the toaster and impatiently waited for it to be done. Once it popped up, I spread butter over it and started eating it. My mother and I sat in silence, not feeling awkward at all. Leah and Seth seemed to be running late, and I could hear them running around in their room and trying to get ready. They both scrambled out at the same time. It was already time to go, so our mom handed them their bagels in zip lock baggies and told them to get in the car. We all shouted goodbye to our dad and heard his muffled reply through the door. We hustled into the car, me in the front and the other two sitting in the back and hurriedly trying to eat their breakfast. I was all wrapped up in the Sam issue.
When we got to school, I went to go find Emily, seeing if she knew what was happening with him. But when I asked her, she said she hadn't seen him today. I waited in the front anxiously for his car, but by the time the bell had rung, his car still hadn't showed up. I tried to stay for another minute, but my friends were pulling me to my class and I had to go. I waited through the whole class period anxiously, but when the bell rang again, I was disappointed. He wasn't here.
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