a bad puke, a nervous puke. But when I think about the people I have to see and interact with; it does make me want to vomit the worst vomit ever. We’re talking Guinness Record vomit.

So, I asked dad to cancel my graduation party and he understood and did just that. I didn’t want a lot of company. I invited Cindy and Derrick over to hang out with dad and I until we needed to leave for graduation. School was hell ever since… It was just me all alone the majority of the time. Since they were expelled, I had no one. Ms. Julian did stay a little bit after school every now and then to just chat with me. It was fun. I enjoyed having her care enough about me to do this. She didn’t seem to be super friendly before this, but I knew there had to be a heart somewhere; My dad was friends with her before, after all. She seemed to stop being negative towards me and even more of an asshole to the M’s. I still can’t believe I even survived a class with all six of those pricks. Ms. Julian even aced my final project although it wasn’t finished. She showed empathy towards me and I really respect her for that.

Regardless of school, yes, I was happy. I had friends. I felt love from someone that wasn’t my family. I felt whole. In school, I had to suffer. Alone. Every day I had to listen to the bullshit and ignorance of the M’s. Marcus and Myan returned to school about a week after I did. Thankfully, they were put in ISS (In School Suspension). I did feel kinda bad for Myan though. Marcy didn’t come back to school; heard she is STILL in the hospital. That’s hilarious. Cindy must’ve fucked her up bad. She deserved it. But that’s only three that are gone. There was still Milo, Mariah, and Mandy. And him. Po. He pretty much was one of them now. I was tormented and mentally abused, day by day. Day by freaking day. I’m just thankful that Principal Jeffers allowed C and D to graduate. If not, I wouldn’t even be going. I did tell Jeffers what Myan told me, but I still saw the M’s around, so I think the Principal failed me. Even though I hated school, I started to get stronger about the situation. Speaking to more people that I trusted. I started to have enough of the mental abuse. Giving shit back to the M’s. I had nothing to lose anymore. I was not afraid. Po avoided me when I started to speak up. Punk ass. He’s scared of me and he should be.

When I asked C and D to come over, I had asked Cindy to come earlier. I wanted to speak with her about our past relationship. I know it seemed to be just major misunderstandings from both sides, but I wanted her to know I cared about her and I couldn’t be more grateful for our newfound friendship. I saw her car pull up and I told her just to come up to my room. I heard her knock and say hi to dad. The creeks of each stair as she came towards my room.

“Hey CiCi!”

“Ohh, new nickname! I like it. Hey Jimi.”

“Jimi?”

“Yeah, like Jimi Hendrix. Y’know? It was worth a shot.”

“Whatever you think best fits me, I’ll deal with.”

“Ha! You’re adorable Heather. So, why’d you invite me so early? Need to say something dramatic?”

“No, not this time.” I smiled. “I just wanted to say, I missed you. I remember our relationship when we were so young. I was sad we grew apart, but we matured. We were drawn back to each other. Also, I want to apologize for all the times we’ve gotten into arguments and disagreements over the years. And I’m sorry for calling you a whore, a lot.”

“I deserved to be called it. I was just too dumb to see it.”

“No, you don’t deserve it, Cindy! You deserve the world. Someone who will give it to you and not just use you for your body. Someone who wants a future with you. I believe that you are finally down that road…”

“Heather! I have to run into work super-fast! I’ll be back!” Dad interrupted us.

“Okay dad!” I continued with Cindy. “I’m happy we’re back to being friends. I needed a happiness like this. You bring so much joy into any room you walk into. It’s spectacular. I’m going through one of the toughest times of my life and I’ve got you right beside me. Someone who I thought wasn’t going to ever want to peacefully talk to me again. Thank you for all of it.”

“Awe Heather, you are the sweetest freaking thing ever!”

Cindy’s smile grew so wide as she stared me in my eyes. I stared back and I felt like I melted into hers. I saw all her deepest thoughts. I saw the universe in those eyes. I was so ecstatic. I could see her teeth glistening to catch my eyes attention, but they were busy drowning in the beautiful abyss. Cindy reaches her arm out to touch my cheek and began caressing it. I did the same. We got closer and closer, then we finally pulled each other in. Our eyes slowly closed. Our lips touched. It was so sudden. But it felt so right. I feel a lot of feelings for Cindy. Her lips tasted like a minty candy. It was enjoyable. She stuck her tongue out slightly to test the waters with mine. I signaled the go-ahead with my tongue. We began to make out. I felt sparks flying through my bedroom. Butterflies escaping my stomach. My heart pumping so damn fast. When we slowed down, Cindy pulled away first.

“I- I’m sorry. I just…”

“CiCi, it’s okay. I liked it.”

“Well, I did

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