Confrontations

Summer was over and another school year had begun. Rose raced down the stairs, notes sticking out of her bag at odd angles. She was going to be late.

"Bye Mum!" She quickly bid before racing out the door, not even hearing the muffled reply of her mother who was cooking in the kitchen.

"Honey, you forgot dinner!" She didn't think there was enough time to stuff the sandwich in her bag. So she ignored her growling stomach and bolted for the door.

"Thanks, mum, not hungry!" It was like her stomach got wind of their conversation and growled that moment. She sighed.

Rose breathed out a prayer of thanks when she saw her ride still parked outside waiting for her without a care in the world. He wasn't looking at her but rather at his phone.

He was leaning against his car with his head tilted, scrolling through something on his phone. It was safe to say that he was completely oblivious to her gawking.