Chapter 4
"MOM, I'M HOME!" Lacey screamed into the air
Dropping her keys on the table next to the front door, she removed her faux fur coat and brand new Gucci pumps.
She was known as a fashion guru.
"Oh hey hun!" Lacey's mom bounced into the foyer.
"And what are you so happy about?" Lacey eyed her mom and gave her a grin.
Lacey's mother always seemed to be able to make her feel better without even trying.
"Well, as you know, it's your fathers birthday this weekend..."
"Mhmmmm, aaaand?"
"Buuuut, the party isn't just for him..."
"Spill it, Mom!"
"Oh Hell, I got the promotion!"
"What? OMG I'M SO HAPPY FOR YOU MOM!"
Both of the ladies hugged each other and spun around jumping and screaming and laughing and crying.
Lacey's mother recently got into the real estate business and had been promoted to CEO in under a month.
"Yes, yes, well enough happy dancing, I need your help preparing! The party was pushed to tomorrow so that the Mayor and his wife could attend."
Lacey's mother wiped the tears from her eyes and ushered Lacey into the kitchen.
"Alrighty mom, what do you need help with?"
"Well, as you know, I usually order a catering company to come and prepare and serve the dinner but tomorrow is extra special so I decided to cook myself." She said with a proud smile
"Are you sure that's a good idea, Mom? Remember what happened the last time you tried to cook for, Daddy?"
"We got a new house out of it right? So whats the fuss? With my new promo we can just buy a bigger house if I burn this one down too." Lacey's mom winked at her
Lacey shook her head at mother and laughed.
"Alright mom, so what is it you need?"
"I've written a list of ingredients and party supplies I need you to buy. Daddy left the credit card for supplies so it's all on the living room table. I need you to buy it before 8 p.m. The party starts at 9 p.m tomorrow, don't forget to invite your friends!"
Lacey's mother gushed on about what she needed her to do but Lacey's mind had started to turn.
Friends... As in Jo... Jo... What was the whole kissing my cheek and fixing my hair about? One minute shes my bestfriend the next she's... a stranger. I don't think I truly know who she even is...
"Heeeelllooooo, earth to Lacey!" Lacey's mother flicked her on the forehead
"Wh-what? OW! Mooom!" Lacey rubbed her forehead and gave her mother a frown.
Her mother giggled.
She loved when her mother laughed, it was if she was young again.
"Sorry, Honey. You were off in la la land! Now, do you wanna run up and get your homework done, or do you want to run the errands now?"
"Uhm, I think I'll go upstairs and change and head on out to run your errands."
"Alright, sweety. Just pick up the list and the credit card in the living room and head on out. Buy anything you need while you're there too. But don't get too crazy, I want you to leave school early tomorrow and buy yourself a cute outfit for the party. Take Jo with you!"
"J-Jo..?"
"Yes, Jo! Isn't she your bestfriend again?" Lacey's mom raised an eyebrow
"Yeah! I just forgot she's super busy tomorrow... She's doing an uhm... internship at her dads job. Being a cop an all he thought it would be good for her..." Lacey lied for the one hundreth time today.
"Alright, hun. Take your time with the grocerys. Dump them on the kitchen counter when you get home. Love you." Lacey's mom kissed her on the forehead and gave her a smile.
"Kay mom. Love you too!" And she ran upstairs to her room.
Slamming the door shut and locking it, she dumped her school bags on the floor and plopped onto her bed.
Ugh... What the hell is going on today? What the hell is going on with this year? First Danny comes back, then somehow Jo and I miraculously become friends again and then suddenly they bot start acting like freaks! I mean... I know maybe I should have told Jo about the sleep over but... It happened before we were friends again... And Danny... WHAT THE HELL IS UP WITH DANNY?
Then suddenly her phone started to vibrate.
She had a text.
She unlocked her iPhone and opened the message.
She gasped.
Shit shit shit shit SHIT! It's Danny!
Danny: Hey Lace. Yu busy?
Lacey: Yeah. Sorry.
Danny: No probs. Just wanted to talk. What's keepin you so busy?
Lacey: Runnin errands for my mom. Sorry, I'll ttyl.
Danny: Sure. We will talk later.
We will talk later? What does that mean?...
Lacey locked her phone and set it on the night table.
I can't do this right now...
She rubbed her eyes and sighed.
Standing from her bed, she walked to her bathroom and looked into the mirror.
Oh damn... I have dark circles under my eyes. And... Has my hair looked like this all day?!
She pulled out her industrial sized make up bag that she kept in her bathroom and applied concealer to the circles.
There we go...
Then she whipped out a brush and pulled her hair back into a french braid.
Making sure her hair was perfect and the circles were gone, she touched up her lip gloss and reapplied her mascara.
Perfect.
She smiled at her reflection.
Putting away her make up bag, she walked to her closet and picked a pair of denim shorts and loose tank top to change into.
Then she slipped on her black lace toms, grabbed her phone and her purse, and head out to run her mothers errands.
Grabbing the note and credit card she locked the front door and headed to her car where she saw a note attached to her windshield.
Thats... odd.
She grabbed the note and looked around to see if she could see who left it.
But no one was in sight.
She unfolded the note and read:
My dearest Lacey,
I am truly sorry for the way I acted today and would like to formally apologize. I would like to have lunch with you tomorrow. Meet me at your locker right when the bell for lunch rings. If you do not show up, I will assume you have rejected the offer and that my dear, is not a favorable choice to make as I am very sensitive when it comes to rejection.
See you tomorrow,
Danny.
What... The... Fuck.
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