GET AWAY

I went home to a cheerful atmosphere. Mom and dad had a happy day. People know them, so they didn't have to fit in.

"How was your day, darling?" Mom asked when I entered the kitchen.

"Good, I made friends" I smiled.

"Great" mom said cheerfully.

We sat and had dinner, chatting as we ate the pasta and salad mom made.

"How's your school like?" Dad asked.

"Big..."

"How were your teachers?"

"Great"

"Which classes did you have today?"

"English, Chemistry, Maths..." I answered.

"Are your friends good to you?"

"Yes"

After the dinner I went to my room and finished my homework, then I laid on the bed, trying to sleep. But I couldn't. The thoughts of Chase didn't let me sleep. Why did he hate me? Or maybe he doesn't. I hope he doesn't hate me.

I made my mind to try to talk to him tomorrow, as I gazed out of the window. The sky was black, barely any stars were visible. The trees blew side to side due to the high wind. Fewer people walked down the road. The shops still had their lights on, indicating they were open. I suddenly craved ice-cream.

I went to mom and dad's room.

"Dad can I go get some ice-cream?"

"Sure....take your phone with you...be safe"

"Yeah"

I took the car to the market of the town. I got down when I reached the crowded ice cream shop.

Families filled the shop. Suddenly a hand touched my shoulder. I turned around to see Harper.

"Hey, girl!"

"Hi, you scared me!"

"Sorry, I came to have some ice-cream...didn't expect you to be here."

"Ohh...I came to get ice-cream too..."

"Let's eat together"

"Sure"

We got our ice-creams and sat on the bonnet of my car and ate it as we talked. Suddenly I saw a car in the forest beside the road. It was parked near the road. And out came Chase, I could even recognize him from his shadows.

He sat on his bonnet. I turned to Harper.

"Harper, I need to go somewhere....could you excuse me??"

"Sure, I was just going home"

I walked to Chase's car as Harper went home. As I neared him, I figured out he was staring at me.

"Hi, I'm Mia...your Chemistry desk mate"

"So?" he said with cold expressions.

"You seemed sick every time you saw me...is it me?"

"Yes, you disgust me....your face, your foul smell...everything" he said with pained expression.

"Ohhh..." I said disappointed. Nearly crying.

"Get away"

"Hmm?"

"I said go away...or I'll throw up"

I ran away as fast as I could and got into my car and drove speedily to my home, and went straight into my room. And buried my face in the pillow and cried hard. Cried so much I didn't know when I fell asleep.