Adrian had knocked on the door few seconds after I ran inside but I didn’t let him in, I don’t know what came over me but I really didn’t want to see him again that night. I had leaned on the door and listened till I heard his car driving away. I had spent the night, thinking of how to face him and what his answer would be to my confession. I knew I was afraid of being rejected but whatever it was, I had to toughen up and deal with it.
That was my decision last night, so as I stared at myself in the mirror the next day, I knew what to do already. Christy didn’t come to pick me up, she was running late and after calling her for three times and she didn’t pick up, I had to walk to school since I already missed the school bus. But lucky enough, I got a ride from our neighbor who was dropping her daughter off.
“Thanks Mrs. Kipling,” I thanked, getting down from the car.
“Anytime Molly,” she smiled to me and I waved at her.
“Bye mom,” I heard her daughter say as I was walking away from the
