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I am waiting at Ellie's locker. I feel sort of bad, as I know she doesn't really want me to come over. I see her comming down the hall, looking at the floor. We talk for a second while she gets ready, then we walk to my car. She gives me directions to her house. It is on the not-so-nice side of town. We pull into her driveway and then get out of the car.
We walk up to the door, she is shaking. "Baby, are you okay?" I ask
"Yeah, just be prepared, my mom is going to be passed out on the couch." she says. We walk in. Her house is kind of shabby, and sure enough there is her mom passed out on a couch that looks like the chair that our dog slept on in the garage, back in like 1988. We walk up to her room. Her room is pretty much black, very modern looking and cute, although it is the size of my bathroom. Her closet is open, I see that she only has like 10 outfits. It all finally clicks, she is really not well off at all. This has to be the reason why she dresses "punk", its not because shes such a non-comformist, its because she can't afford nice preppy clothes but by dressing punk she can buy the less expensive clothes and no one will know shes poor.
"Hey Ellie, do you have any snacks?" I ask, both because I am hungary and I really want to make sure she has food to eat. She looks around the room, trying to avoid eye contact.
"Paige, we don't have money to buy a lot of food. My mom spends all our money on booze. I go to the store and get like fruit and canned food, but not even much of it. I am really, really lucky if I have 2 meals a day. If you noticed, Marco brings me food everyday so he knows I have at least one meal. My mom doesn't even love me enough to make sure I eat" I want to cry when she says that.
"Oh Ellie, its okay. I'm sorry." I say, "Lets go to my house, from now on you can have dinner with us, then all you'll need to get is breakfast." So we get into the car and go.
I am waiting at Ellie's locker. I feel sort of bad, as I know she doesn't really want me to come over. I see her comming down the hall, looking at the floor. We talk for a second while she gets ready, then we walk to my car. She gives me directions to her house. It is on the not-so-nice side of town. We pull into her driveway and then get out of the car.
We walk up to the door, she is shaking. "Baby, are you okay?" I ask
"Yeah, just be prepared, my mom is going to be passed out on the couch." she says. We walk in. Her house is kind of shabby, and sure enough there is her mom passed out on a couch that looks like the chair that our dog slept on in the garage, back in like 1988. We walk up to her room. Her room is pretty much black, very modern looking and cute, although it is the size of my bathroom. Her closet is open, I see that she only has like 10 outfits. It all finally clicks, she is really not well off at all. This has to be the reason why she dresses "punk", its not because shes such a non-comformist, its because she can't afford nice preppy clothes but by dressing punk she can buy the less expensive clothes and no one will know shes poor.
"Hey Ellie, do you have any snacks?" I ask, both because I am hungary and I really want to make sure she has food to eat. She looks around the room, trying to avoid eye contact.
"Paige, we don't have money to buy a lot of food. My mom spends all our money on booze. I go to the store and get like fruit and canned food, but not even much of it. I am really, really lucky if I have 2 meals a day. If you noticed, Marco brings me food everyday so he knows I have at least one meal. My mom doesn't even love me enough to make sure I eat" I want to cry when she says that.
"Oh Ellie, its okay. I'm sorry." I say, "Lets go to my house, from now on you can have dinner with us, then all you'll need to get is breakfast." So we get into the car and go.