Amelia Forbes
I'd resorted to going out more often, as it was the only way to clear my head. I could feel myself give up more and more as the days went by, although I didn't want to.The school had emailed Nana about my grades and Nana and I had had a long talk about it. Her trying to find out if anything was wrong with me, me trying to concentrate on her words and not the pain from the hole in my chest.So here I was this evening, walking round the town for the fifth time this week and finally coming to a stop in front of a liquor store.There was a free bench directly opposite the store so I sat there, watching people move in and out of store, while trying not to think about how messed up my life was.As I watched the store, a familiar looking girl walked through the doors-dressed in an oversized hoodie, similar joggers and a beanie-clutching a bottle of alcohol wrapped in brown paper in her left hand.A sigh escaped me as I saw that it was Dani.Jason Davenport"Can you stop that?" I snapped at the servant who kept adding more gel to my hair to make it fall backwards.Her fingers froze mid-air as she cupped another handful of gel in her hand. She stared at me wide-eyed, waiting for my next order. Unsurprisingly, it only annoyed me further. I tore the ridiculous bowtie off my neck and popped the first three buttons of the crisp white button-down I'd been forced to wear. "Well, get the fuck out!" I spat, glaring at her."Oh!" She managed to yelp before dumping the blob of hair gel into the trash and practically running out of the room.I let out a groan as the door shut behind her. Dad had decided to throw a small party with relatives and friends to introduce his "wife" to everyone. And now I had to dress up and smile and act like the child who's so glad his dad had remarried.Furious, I barged into the bathroom and washed the thick, slimy product off, only stopping when I was sure it was
Amelia ForbesI shook my head vigorously over and over again as I stared at my reflection. I'd been standing in the bathroom for more than thirty minutes-the pregnancy tester I'd gotten from a store across the street clutched in my right hand.I remembered the nasty look the lady at the counter had given me as she tossed the tester into a plastic bag, murmuring something about 16 year old sluts.I shook my head once more. I was just really tense. I can't be pregnant.Relax, Mel. It's just a false alarm. The changes in your body are as a result of stress. Breathe.Already having previous information about what single and double lines meant, I settled down and peed on it. In the few minutes it took to show the result, I wiped my hands on my jeans. Maybe it's just a coincidence. A hormone thing. After a few minutes of waiting, I let out a shaky breath and looked down at the plastic I held in my hand."No!" I screamed, feeling my throat constric
Jason DavenportI sat talking with the guys over a couple of beers at Greg's. Rory's parents, surprisingly, had decided to show up unannounced this weekend. So we had moved to Greg's instead. Which wasn't a problem for me anyway. I just needed to get out of that house and chill.After the other day when Dad had thrown that stupid party, I couldn't stand being in the same room with him or his beloved wife.Bullshit.Introducing her to our relatives showed that he was really serious with her. It also meant that he was replacing my mother.Officially.Fuck Ashley.But I knew I had to keep up my pretence so she wouldn't think I was onto her. That's why I had to leave. So I wouldn't do or say anything out of line.The only thing was that Greg-our supposed host-was nowhere to be found. He'd suggested we hang out at his place today on the group chat I'd created for the guys. He'd left Rory his key as they lived not too far from each other. We didn't
Amelia Forbes"Forbes!" The shout from Mrs Sandra jolted me from my distracted stance. I looked up to see her watching me, hands planted on her hips. Oh no. I knew there was a quiz going on, but I'd somehow lost focus in the middle of it.Slowly, I stood to my feet."Is there something interesting going on outside?" Mrs Sandra asked, the annoyed look still visible on her face.I shook my head rapidly, wanting to get through this embarrassment as soon as possible."I asked you a question. What's the gap between two contiguous teeth called?"My fingers rolled into a fist and I tried to think. But nothing was coming up.Some seats away from me Kimberly whispered something into her friend's ear and after a while I could hear murmurs."I heard her grades have been dropping.""The female Einstein has fallen.""Is she sick or something?""Dumb bitch!"I didn't turn to the sound of the voice but I knew it was Jason. Instead I
Jason DavenportI clicked my Instagram off as I heard Dad walk towards my room. I knew it was him because he was the only one who trudged through the house noisily. Well, it was his house anyway.Ashley had gone to see her grandparents and stay over for the weekend. Or so she said.Of course I didn't believe her one bit. But I couldn't exactly follow her to Manhattan now, could I?It still annoyed me how much Dad believed her. Trusted her. Wasn't it obvious enough that she was lying? Refusing to let my day be ruined by thoughts of Ashley, I pushed the thought aside and resumed my original stance of pretending to be asleep. I could hear dad's heavy footsteps as he approached my bed and from where he stood at the foot of the bed, I could feel him staring at me. "I heard you on your phone before I walked in, Jason. I know you're awake."Grudgingly, I turned over on the bed and faced him. What was his problem now? I really wasn't in the mood to
Amelia ForbesI tried to concentrate as I sat in the practical lab at school. We were required to take off our protective masks to be able to answer questions about the different chemicals we were learning about.Earlier, I had sat at the front. But when Kimberly and her minions took a position right beside me, looking like they she was going to throw acid all over me, I'd moved to the back. Better safe than sorry, right? Although Kimberly kept throwing me nasty glances at intervals. I couldn't shake the feeling that she was planning something. Feeling safe that a teacher was present, I shook it off and concentrated on the lecture Mr Paulo was giving. "Okay now everyone exchange partners and discuss what you just learned," Mr Paulo said, waving his hand in a shuffling motion.The girl who I'd been paired with moaned in joy, snatching her materials off the table and walking away as if I was the plague. I didn't mind anyway so I sat just sat there watc
Amelia ForbesThirty minutes after Adrian had stormed off, Benson peeked through the door of my ward, worry visible on his face. He walked in when he saw that I was awake. "Mel, are you okay?" He asked, rushing to my side and placing a hand on my forehead and looking into my eyes for any signs.For a moment I was scared. What if Adrian had told him everything?I looked up at him again and I saw that he didn't know. I relaxed once more."What happened?" He asked, squeezing my arm.I shrugged, trying to look as normal as possible. "Nothing serious. The doctor said I'm stressing myself out. I need to rest and eat healthier, that's all."I finished, hoping the lie was believable. Benson's face dissolved into a look of relief. He sighed. "You scared me." He ran a hand through his blonde hair. "I wanted to. . . come with Adrian to the hospital but I wasn't sure if you'd want to see me," He said, looking down at his feet.I felt bad abou
Jason DavenportI watched Ashley share "juicy gossip" with Dad from across the table. She had returned two days ago and since then had proceeded to bore us out of our minds with unwanted info.I still wasn't talking to dad. I was still bitter about the last time. It'd be an embarrassment if I had to tell the boys I couldn't afford to pay for drinks this weekend. They'd probably make fun of me and wouldn't let me forget it for the rest of my life. I frowned, downing my cup of hot chocolate. I resisted the urge to scream as the very hot liquid burned my tongue. In order to not look stupid, I held it in and gulped down a cup of milk instead to help with the pain. Fucking hell.I was so frustrated with everything. And Ashley's babbling was really not helping. "Babe, what do you think?" Ashley asked, her head tilted to the side.What had she asked him?"Sure," Dad replied. "Am outing sounds good. It's 8pm and I'm bored, so why not?"Ashley