Startled, I turned around with my mouth open in surprise. He was a tall guy, wearing clothes a couple sizes larger for him, hat with visor turned to his back. His shoulders were bare, revealing the muscles of his arms.Was he talking to me?“You better take that back!” Alex pushed closed the door of my car behind him, as he walked to stand next to me.“You are not scaring me, mama’s boy,” the guy spat back.“I am entitled to my opinion. It’s not like you created those songs.” I bravely stated, but my hands were beginning to shake.“Is this scaring you then?” Thomas appeared with a bat in his hands.This was a nightmare, right? Someone, please wake me up!Two other boys spawned from the bumping car, walking to stand on either side of the rude guy. All three of them were dressed alike and had a sassy attitude. Were they high or something? I don’t think what I said was so offensive. Maybe they were looking for a fight, and I was just here?“You sure have a lot of boys around your finger,”
Father placed his big hand on Thomas's back, to give him a gentle push through the front door. Not that the famous boy needed it. He invited himself into my life with his sassy attitude and charming smile. If I knew how things would have changed after I sat with that blond guy outside the dean's office, maybe I would have waited just a little more before going there.Did I really want that? For him to never meet me? I doubted that, but I would never admit it even just to myself."I will go and tell Ivalina to cook something for all of us." Father said, leaving me with Thomas in the living room.I looked around for Steven or Limping Tina, but it was quiet and empty like even the furniture was gone. It was just us two. I scratched my forehead, wondering how to end the awkward moment. I was supposed to be under the shower now or in bed, flushing away this day from my mind."I didn't know you were rich." Thomas spoke first, making a circle around himself, all the while inspecting his surr
Annabeth Andrews was talking to the class, her eyes were on mine, while her lips were slightly up at the corners, revealing a dazzling smile. So she knew I was standing here?Her hair was dyed black and its volume amazed me. It fell a little under her shoulders, curled at the edges. Big golden earrings in the shape of a triangle and circle were in her ears. A long, multicolor flower dress was complimenting her tall, skinny figure, and comfortable, bright red flats were making her mobile. Her lively eyes were exactly like mine, or mine were like hers. I swallowed, a futile try to remove the dryness from my throat.She started the lesson and acted like any other teacher, not even saying some sort of greeting to her daughter. Suddenly, I felt nauseous. I closed my notebook, grabbed my stuff, pushed them in my backpack, and stormed out of the room, ignoring the stares of my classmates.I started running in the hall, and did not stop until I reached the schoolyard. Not sure which way to go
Climbing down the stairs was my mother, my new teacher, the person who was responsible for half of the bitterness in my character. The woman who felt comfortable leaving her two-years-old baby girl and traveling the world.The same one who was standing before me now, when I no longer had the need for her hugs and kisses when I fell and hit my knees, or her advice when my body changed into the shape of a young woman. Her job to do my hair in the morning and pick my clothes for school was now in Tina’s hands. I had Linda to share and comfort me in hard moments, like this one. I had my art to express myself. I was now able to take care of myself.I didn’t need her anymore. Right?“Can you two leave us alone, please?” Annabeth asked Thomas and my best friend, and I glued Linda’s hand to mine.Thomas just stared at our new teacher and then at me, also not leaving. Good boy.“They are not leaving us alone, mostly because there is no us.” I said through my teeth. “We are leaving!”I got up
“Did I forget my homework or something?” I said sarcastically to no one in particular, while leaning against the door, not wanting to go any closer to my new teacher.“Alice, I need to talk to you. I kno-” Annabeth started, but I raised my hand to cut her off.“Sorry, school hours are over,” I said, pretending that I was leaving.I knew if my father was involved in her being inside our house, I wasn’t going to be left alone until she said what she wanted. I just had to show them how uninterested I was in this whole ‘mommy is back’ thing.I didn’t hate her, or at least I did not hate her until she showed up like this at my class today. Many times I imagined how she would return and show up at our doorstep. We would talk on the porch, and she would tell me some giant reason why she was not able to visit me sooner. Other times, we would be walking on the beach next to our house, and she would tell me how she missed me and everything reminded her of me. I even thought she could tell me she
“Thomas?” I half-whispered, half-yelled in disbelief.Watching me as I came out of the front door and stepped on the porch, he moved away from the shadows under the tree and his eyes inspected me from head to toe.“You are not wearing any shoes. Is that normal for you when you are at home?” he asked instead of a greeting.“What? No, I just… today… Never mind. What are you doing here?” I stuttered, but then went straight to the point.We were talking in a low voice, slowly approaching each other until we met in the middle of the lawn. Cold, salty, fall breeze was playing with my hair and a few blonde strands on his forehead, reminding me of the ocean nearby. A chill ran through my body and I wrapped my arms around me. Some leaves were rolling on the always perfectly-cut green grass, touching the skin on my feet while passing me by.“I thought you might need someone to talk to about this shit today.” He said truthfully.“You came to my place at this hour because you thought I needed som
He leaned over me, his left hand still on my right cheek, keeping my hair from coming onto my face. He licked his lips before asking his question, and my attention shifted from his penetrating eyes to his tempting mouth.“How come you don’t know how amazing, breathtaking and irresistible you look when you close your eyes like that?” he breathed out, leaving me at a loss of words. “You seem at peace with yourself and a barely visible smile dances on your lips.”“Is that how I look?” I asked, amazed by his observation skills. “I guess no one ever told me.”“No one told you how attractive you are?” He furrowed his eyebrows, ending his spell over me.I gently placed my palms on his chest to move him and pushed myself up to sit.“Yeah, no one ever said such things to me.” I said, playing with my zipper, offended by his question when I really had to consider, he said those words to me.“You never had a boyfriend before?” He asked, his mouth open in disbelief.This was humiliating. What if I
It was two PM on Saturday, the party day. Linda had hired people to take care of the decorations, and was doing most stuff that needed only a mobile. She was confirming orders, sending invitations, and pointing her fingers to her ‘slaves’ to make sure things would be according to her taste, which was strange because the theme of the party wasn’t her specialty at all.Steven decided we should have a themed party Group game. We had no other choice, but to eventually agree, because he did not say ‘yes’ to any of our ideas. I laughed a few times while seeing Tina and Steven arguing on things like, “what games will there be?”, “or should we dress up as game characters?”. This wasn’t my step-sister’s scene at all, and Steven had no idea how to organize a party.Luckily, I had only one task--to take care of the food. Part of me was wondering if they thought they couldn’t trust me with anything, or if they had decided preparation of food and drinks were enough to take my whole time. Whatever i