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I must have fallen asleep into my pillow and woke up to the vibration of my cell phone. I flipped it open to see a new text from Ash.
To Josie:
Hey, is everything okay at your house?
I clicked reply.
To Ashmonster:
Yeah things are cool
I lied. A few moments later a familiar jingle alerted me that she sent another message back.
To Josie:
You're not lying are you?
I sighed. Why could Ash see right through me?
To Ashmonster:
No.
Why do I bother to lie?
To Josie:
I'm coming over.
I sighed again. I got up and put the pillow back to its original spot and looked in the mirror. I had black lines down my cheeks which I quickly scrubbed off with a moist towelette.
The doorbell rang and I knew my dad wouldn't answer. I opened the door and Ash was standing there, holding a box of my favorite Dove chocolates.
"I know when you're lying, Josie," she smiled and handed me the box. Ash always knew the sort of thing to cheer me up.
We walked into my room and Ash squished herself into my purple fuzzy bean bag chair and I flopped onto the lavender shag carpet. I tossed the box in between us and pulled off the red ribbon.
"What did he do this time?" she asked, shoving a caramel one into her mouth.
"Nothing really…just words…" I replied, trying to avoid any further answers by chewing on a chocolate.
"Stick and stones, Josie. Just remember that."
"Ash, It's come to a point where my body is just glass bones and paper skin. Anything he says or does just rips right through me," tears welled up in my eyes. "He doesn't even say hello t me anymore. I'm not even a person to him! I'm 100% useless to him if it's not getting him a beer or handing him the TV remote!" I was hysterical. The tears rolled down my cheeks again. Ash climbed off the bean bag and sat next to me and hugged me tightly. I cried on her shoulder. She rubbed my back and told me everything was going to be okay. That we'll find a way to end all this, even if it kills us. She grabbed a box of tissues and smeared it all over my face. I started laughing and she did too.
"Come on, let's go on a bike ride," she said, getting p and smiling. I was exuberant, but for only a moment.
"But my dad…"
"Doesn't care remember?" she said, joking.
"Eh, true," I said. I sneaked across the house for my tennis shoes. Creeping pass my father was easy. He was sleeping, more like passed out, on the couch, snoring. I grabbed my green converse and ran for the back door and into the shed. I pulled out my green racing bike and wheeled it into the front yard. It must have been 7:30 or so because the sun was just at the horizon.
Ash and I rode till about 9:00, when she sun was gone and the stars were out. When I got back home, I realized the car was gone and my father was too. There was half a note on the counter top.
"Ghsn tm burt, bye," I read out loud. "Gone to bar." As usual.
I went into my room and got online. Courtney IMed me.
SportyCourty: hola chica J
BAMitsJosie: heyyy
SportCourty: whats upp, fool?
BAMitsJosie: nothing much. Ash was just over. We went 4 a bike ride
SportyCourty: fun fun :] So, did you see me and Matt today?
BAMitsJosie: yes duh. U were all ovr the poor kid!
SportyCourty: was not! =P anyways, he wants to hang out with me nxt weekend!
BAMitsJosie: coolio :]
SportyCourty: so what's your cute guy status?
BAMitsJosie: sorry chica, no boys today
SportyCourty: What about Jonas? ;]
BAMitsJosie: What about him?
SportyCourty: Methinks he likes u ;]
BAMitsJosie: EW. NO WAY!!! =O grosss…
SportyCourty: Whatever dude.
SportCourty: ughh sorry man, but I gotta go. Mom wants the computer. Ttyl?
BAMitsJosie: nah not 2nite. Going to bed soon.
SportyCourty: alrighty lovie, sleep tight MWAH!
BAMitsJosie: gosh u freak XD ily
I turned my computer off. Nick couldn't like me. We HATE each other.
But something in my head kept bothering me.
That curly hair. Those shiny brown here. The little freckles on his cheek.
NO! There's no way I'm falling for Jonas! I shuddered. I must not be drinking enough. I walked into the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of water. I drank some and went to go wash my face.
Bed time came fast and I was soon under the covers, snoring away.
GET UP, JOSIE! GET UP, JOSIE!
SLAM!
I shot up in shock that I might have broken my stupid alarm clock.
Oh well, I'm up now.
I did my morning routine. Mom was home, surprisingly. I thought she left early on Tuesdays. She was at the skillet in the kitchen. I said good morning and she plopped a few pancakes and bacon strips on my plate. She had a black eye.
"Mom, one day, I'm just going to hand it to him," I growled.
"No honey, it's okay. Really. It doesn't hurt that bad," she smiled. Fake.
"Mom, I know this hurts you. And it hurts me too. Why don't you just divorce the guy already?" I gobbled down a bacon strip.
"That would cost us a lot of money, sweetie. And you know I would in a heartbeat if it was just that cheap."
"This has nothing to do with money. Mom, not to sound conceited, but even if dad takes half our stuff, we still have a lot of money."
"Honey, you don't understand."
"Mom, I do understand. You're afraid of what he's going to do to you if you try to end this!" I spit out the truth.
"Oh honey, no. Its not like that…" she quivered.
"Yes it is mom. Its just that. And believe me, I'm scared too. But we have to end this."
My mother sighed. "Yes, we have to find a way."
"I better go now, Mom. I'll try to stay up tonight to see you," I grabbed my book bag.
"Don't worry, sweetie. You don't have to," she gave me a kiss on the cheek.
"I'll try my hardest though. Have a good day at work! Tell Fred I said hi!" I opened the door and closed it after mom had waved goodbye. Fred was her co-worker. He was absolute perfection for my mom. If only we could get rid of my father first.
Ash was at the bus stop first this morning. Matt was listening to his iPod. He waved hello when I got there and I acknowledged it with a nod and a smile. The bus came and we were off to school. I was pissed.
"Something wrong?" Ash asked, a look of worry on her face.
"Yeah," I grunted.
"Well, wanna tell me what happened?" she said, annoyed.
"Him."
"Well, I already know that. What did he do?"
"I saw mom this morning with a black eye," I grumbled. She gasped. "I don't wanna talk about it."
Ash stayed quiet for a while until she brought up last night's English homework.
"NOO!!! ASH! I didn't even know we had homework!" I freaked out majorly.
"Don't worry, you can just copy mine," she said, handing me her work.
"No, dude, I can't just copy!" I started feeling really bad, but really needy.
"It was just copying the poem off the page anyways. No biggie," she laughed. I breathed a sigh of relief. The bus pulled up to the school and I turned off my cell phone, recollecting the time the principal took it away for me having it out and checking the time. I try to wear watches now.
Courtney was sitting on the bench with her hands in her book bag.
"Courtney…you're not texting are you?" Ashley teased. We heard a click form inside her book bag and she pulled her hands out and rested them on top of her backpack.
"Nope, not at all," she giggled. Ash turned to me. "Matt," we said in unison. Courtney just blushed.
"I can't help it, guys! I just like him a whole lot!" Courtney squealed. Ash and I just rolled out eyes and laughed. Courtney got up from the bench and we headed over to my locker.
"Oooh! Look! It's Matt! Hi, Matt!" Courtney waved, Matt waving back. He beckoned her over and she gave us a face screaming "please please please!?"
"Go," I said, and she mouthed thank you and ran over to him. She gave him a hug and he put his arm around her.
"They really are cute together," I looked up at Ash and said.
"Yes, they are. But she's getting too caught up in him to realize that you and me are here," Ash sighed. We pushed open the stuck door to the front of the school.
"Ashley, could I see you for a moment?" a secretary form the main office poked her head out the door. She has graying hair and gold horn-rimmed glasses on her nose.
"Sure, one sec, Josie, kay?" she said. I pushed her off and she disappeared behind the doorway. I approached my locker and twisted in the same 3 digits I did everyday, to only have my locker door slammed shut again.
I was surely not happy at all. I had a lot of books and my book bag was heavy. I rolled my eyes in disgust, knowing who was leaning on the lockers nearby.
"Miss me?" cracked a voice.
Nicholas Jonas, yet again.
"What do you want, Jonas?"
"A thousand dollars, world peace, and a swimming pool full of chocolate pudding," he joked.
"You say that every time," I muttered, reopening my locker a second time.
"Maybe you're just hearing things, Vazquez, because you are far off your rocker," he laughed, tossing a crumpled piece of paper into my locker and walked off. I piled my books in so fast that I forgot the paper ball was in there. I didn't really think much of it. Atleast, not until later.
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