A few of the clinic's nurses went by in front of us, as I waited in the lobby with Emma beside me. Her hand held mine, as my knee bounced uncontrollably.
I had no other people that would accompany me today but her. Mom and Dad were busy in their own agendas, while I detested being around Lindsey. I didn't even want to be close to her; it was making me sick. Emma was the best option at this moment.
The nurses kept on throwing us strange glances. Their faces were plastered with plastic smiles, and their eyes trailed to us in judgment. Surely, teenagers being in an abortion center was such a strange thing to do. Even I found it peculiar, and I had no choice but to deal with it. And me being part of the Devaraux clan didn't only make them skeptical, but it made them scrutinize me even more that I wanted to gouge their eyeballs out. I just hoped nobody would recognize me.
"Are you sure you're really gonna do this?" Emma turned
Two weeks had gone by, and I used all those times to get myself collected before the school started on Monday. I'd been self-reflecting lately, as I continued to shake off the trauma I had these past few days. After what happened, my relationship with Mom and Dad drastically changed, and Lindsey was the reason behind it.I had been giving her a silent-treatment. I guess it was what she deserved after all, and I also didn't have some time to waste on her. She was now the center of attention— Mom and Dad were continuously praising her for little things she did as if it would affect me. That was what she wanted after all: attention. She deserved it. I would just watch her until she failed Mom and Dad and she would also be a disappointment.Earlier this morning, I contacted Emma so we could unwind this weekend. I invited her for some mani-pedi, hair treatment, and shopping spree. In that way, I could release all the stress the summer break had caused me and prepare f
I stared at Danny with my arms crossed above my chest and furrowed brows. He was sitting at the edge of the bed, while Emma stared at us with confusion drawn across her face."What happened to you?" I asked, my tone was filled with worry."I have to tell you something." He raked his hair with his large hand, as he rubbed the nape of his neck after. "I'm not sure how I'm going to say this.""Just speak up," Emma demanded.She was now wearing the gold-colored, bodycon dress with sleeves that reached to her wrists. Emma gazed at herself in the mirror, as her face lit up at the sight of her in a more comfortable dress.Looking back at Danny, I stared at him expectantly as he sighed in defeat."Me and Liam," he hesitated to budge, flicking his eyes everywhere around him, "we've had a fight."Danny and Liam barely had a fight, and if they did, it wouldn
The car window slid open, as I peered outside and spotted Emma, strutting towards my car. She held a stack of books in her arms, as her strawberry-blonde hair kept on cascading to her face. She was grimacing, and she seemed like she was dragging her feet along the pathway.I took the large sunglasses off my face, plopping it on the dashboard before opening the car door. Stepping outside, I smoothed the edges of my pleated, black skirt and approached Emma. She was in a haste and just before the books fell out if her brace, I caught it as she tugged a grateful smile."What happened to you?" I asked, grabbing some of the textbooks."Dad made me bring all these textbooks because I needed to study extra hard this time," she answered, her brows were furrowed together."Did you fail in eleventh grade?" I pulled the door of the passenger's seat open and flung the textbooks inside."Nope." She shut
"Hey," I greeted back, putting a hand behind my neck while staring at him.The feature that stood out to him the most was his radiant, emerald eyes and the specks of prominent freckles laying on the bridge of his nose. He had messy ginger hair and a smile that made the corner of his lips crinkle."Are you new here?" he asked, his British accent was thick."Yeah," I simply answered as he nodded in response. Ms. Sullivan's attention was focused on what she was scribbling on the board while the students behind her began to mumble. "What's your name?" I asked, a bit fascinated by him."Nicholas. And you?" He raised his brows and placed a textbook on his desk."Kourtney Devaraux," I responded, feeling the need to state my surname."I think I must've heard about you. But I'm not quite sure.""You heard about me from where?" I asked."News spread
Having to eat breakfast with my parents was a rare thing to happen. It felt odd, given the fact that I barely see them around in the morning. I was used to waking up with them not being around and, suddenly, sitting in front of them was unsettling.I held the spoon tight in my hand and dug it to my oatmeal. I bowed my head, not bothering to peer at them through my lashes."How's school?" Dad asked, as I almost jerked by his sudden budge.Gulping, I sat upright and reached for the glass of water. I drank it down my throat, as I stared at Lindsey who was now ready to boast."I made quite a good impression," she said, plastering a grin.I snickered, hiding my face away so my parents wouldn't notice. Lightly shaking my head, I leaned my back against the chair and cleared my throat."How about you, Kourtney?" Mom asked as she looked at me expectantly."Same as
I couldn't believe her. That fucking bitch always ruined everything for me, what else did she want? I just wanted to strangle her right now. My anger towards her was becoming worse every time, and I was starting to think she wasn't my sister anymore.My nose was flaring, and my teeth were baring from the emotion heightening me. It was beyond infuriating, and she was becoming less human at this point. She was the cause of these uncontrollable thuds in my chest and unbearable anger. I didn't know what to do with Lindsey. I didn't even know what was she trying to achieve by this. That fucking snake."Excuse me," I mumbled, turning on my heels and squeezing through the crowd.Bodies after bodies kept on colliding onto me as I continuously pushed them away. Once I reached the two massive doors, I swung them open and fastened my pace down the hall.It felt like my heart was going to fall out of my chest from ang
"What the hell does that even mean?" Emma furrowed her brows and tucked a carrot inside her mouth.New students were attracting attention and if we gathered together, then the spotlight was on us and Lindsey would be infuriated. Spotlight meant a lot to me, as much as it was for her. And she would do anything to be in that position because she wanted people to feed her ego. I wasn't going to let her have it. Not when all my parents' eyes only focused on her."You want friendship and alliance with me?" Amanda pointed a finger at herself."Absolutely."Emma shifted from her seat, leaning closer to me and whispered, "Are you serious?""I'm dead serious," I responded before facing Amanda. "Look, I know you're probably thinking what I need from you. It's pretty simple. You tell me all the snide remarks my sister blurted behind my back and that's it.""Are you that desperate and
It was already Wednesday and I was sitting on the chair, surrounded by lockers and girls who wore tight, white tees and black shorts. Bending down, I reached for my foot and tied the lace of my shoes. The sweet scent of cologne filled the girl's locker room, as their enthusiastic giggles and absurd gossiping resounded the vicinity.Sitting upright, my eyes flicked to the side when I noticed someone settled beside me. It was Amanda. Her brown hair was tied to a high-ponytail as it swept to the side when she tilted her head to face me. I raised my brows in confusion, as I examined the people around me."Why are you here?" I asked."I'm joining you," she answered with a shrug."I can tell.""It's my first time training as a cheerleader, by the way.""It's okay. Everyone went to that phase."I stood up, approaching the locker in front of me and grabbed my purs