twelve

CHAPTER 12

The week went on quickly, Noah and I haven't seen or talked to each other alone since the make out session in his car.

I saw him only during lunch in school, we only have one class together so we don't see much of each other.

He wasn't his usual distance self but we didn't talk, he smiled at me mostly.

I was getting frustrated because I thought things were getting good with us but I didn't let it keep me down.

I got my early acceptance letter to NYU today. I haven't decided if I'm going there yet, I still have to hear from other colleges but I was excited.

Today is also the last Friday of the month which means my mom is coming over from NewYork. We usually go to Malibu and spend the day with my grandpa and then head back to L.A and spend the weekend together. We have a spa day, shopping and sometimes stay in and catch up. It's usually my favorite part of the month, I don't get to see my mom alot but when I do it's usually perfect.

I waited for her all day but she didn't come, it was already six in the evening. I tried her cellphone but it went straight to voicemail. I called her secretary but she said my mom had already taken the weekend off and asked not to be disturbed by work. She even thought my mom was with me in L.A.

I call my grandpa next to see if he talked to her.

"Hey grandpa." I say as he answers the call.

"How are you my little cherry" he says.

"I'm fine, how are you."

"I'm fantastic, currently at the club playing poker with some chumps" he says.

"Oh good. Have you talked with mom." I ask.

"No, not since she left on Wednesday." He says.

"She was in Malibu two days ago." I ask.

"Yeah she was, we had our usual day together. Thought you knew, it was during the week that's why I thought you couldn't come." He says.

"No we are suppose to go to Malibu today with mom to see you." I say.

"Yeah I was surprised when she came earlier too but I thought maybe she was busy." He says. "Call her." He adds.

"Okay, I will. I love you grandpa."

"I love you too." He says ending the call.

I check my phone to see she just sent me a text.

Hello my little princess.

Sorry but I have to cancel today.

I'm currently on a flight to London.

I'll see you, next month.

I love you princess. MOM.

I feel my chest harden, I want to cry but I hold it in. My mom actually stood me up to go to London for God knows what. And to add the pain more, she was in L.A this week but didn't call or stop to see me. I shouldn't actually be surprised but it still hurt that she stood me up even if this is not the first time.

I'm all alone at home again, my dad knowing I had the weekend with my mom had travelled to Paris, my brother is in school so I'll be alone at home for another weekend.

"Sonya take my overnight bag upstairs, mom's not coming." I say.

"Oh I'm sorry Miss Sofía, I know you were excited about this weekend." Sonya says carrying my packed bag.

"No it's okay Sonya, I'll just hang out with my friends." I say.

"Okay" she says looking at me with a little pity.

"You have a visitor," Sonya says joining me in the living room after some time.

"Yeah? Who?" I ask.

"It's me" Zack says walking in behind Sonya. Sonya leaves us alone.

"What are you doing here, Zack." I ask.

"We haven't really talked since the other day, and I feel horrible about what I said." He says.

"Zack it's okay, I know you didn't mean it."

"Yeah but you should still know that I'm sorry." He says again.

"Okay," I say.

"So what are you doing this weekend. Aren't you suppose to be with your mom this weekend." He asks.

"Yeah but you know the famous Teresa Christina Sanchez, she stood me up." I say.

"Sorry, Zack says." I know you always look forward to seeing her.

"Yeah but it's okay, I have a lot shows to binge watch on Netflix anyway."

"Well let's go." Zack says.

"What? where?" I ask as he pulls me up from my chair.

"I'm taking you to your favorite frozen yogurt place." He says.

"Zack I'm not really in the mood, just want to stay home and wallow."

"No, you are going." He says as he drags me to the door.

We sat down after ordering 5 different flavors of frozen yogurt. Zack and I aren't together anymore but I'm glad we're still friends, we have been coming this frozen yogurt place since we were in kindergarten. It's our place.

I have forgotten about my mom and currently laughing at Zack's multi dimensional theories about the whole marvel and Dc universe. He just knows how to cheer me up.

"Hey." Someone says from behind me and I look over to see Irina sitting with Noah, Rafael and a little boy on the table behind us.

"Hey," I say smiling to them.

"Hello Sofía," Rafael says. "Good to see you again" he adds flashing me his beautiful smile. Noah doesn't say anything just stare daggers at me and Zack.

"You have met my older brother Rafael already and this is Danny my little brother" Irina says introducing me to a little cute boy sitting beside Noah.

"Nice to meet you I'm Danny," he says smiling at me.

"Nice to meet you Danny," I say smiling back him.

"You're so pretty," he says.

"Thank you, and you are obviously the cutest boy ever." I say.

"Zack meet my big brother Rafael," Noah says cutting me and Danny off by introducing Zack to his brother.

"Uhnmm we have to go, see you guys later." I say breaking the awkward greetings. We takeaway our frozen yogurt and leave.

Zack drops me off at home and makes me promise not to sulk. He actually wanted to stay with me and not leave me alone but I lied to him saying my dad is coming back today so I won't be alone.

Hours later I was completely alone watching Netflix in my room when Sonya came to tell me I have another visitor. This time it was Noah.

"Hey," I say fixing my hair. I was already in my pajamas and I had a frozen yogurt, ice cream and snacks with me on the floor as I watched Atypical on Netflix.

He smiles when he see me. "Wow what's going on" he says looking at my junk food set up.

I smile and say "just my wallowing process."

"Okay" he says. "What happened?" He asks.

"Got stood up by my mother, no big deal." I say as he sits with me on the floor.

"Sorry, do you want to talk about it." He asks.

I shake my head No but I still find myself talking.

"It's not like this is the first time she's standing me up but it still hurts, I should be used to it by now." I say forcing a smile.

"Sofía you should not ever be used to disappointing parents." Noah says, he says it in a way like he actually knows how I feel.

"The worst part is she was in L.A this week but she didn't call or come see me. I just found out about it from my grandpa today. Sometimes I wonder if it's my fault, maybe I did something that my parents don't want to be around me." I say trying to explain it to him.

"It's not your fault Sofia, Don't ever think it's your fault." he says reassuring me while holding my hand.

I smile and continue venting. "She was suppose to come today and we'll drive off to Malibu and see my grandpa and then we'll drive back and spend the whole weekend together but I got a late text from her saying she's on her way to London. Another weekend of being all alone."

Noah just listens and watches as I vent.

I have never actually talked to someone about this but I find myself wanting to tell him everything.

"When she used to stand me up, atleast I had my brother then he wasn't in college in another city. I didn't care much when he was around because he always he knew how to make me feel better but now I'm all alone." I say fighting back tears.

"Everyone thinks I have this amazing life, I have billionaires parents, I live in this huge mansion but no one knows what it feels like to be alone." I say as I tear up.

Noah hugs me, and run he fingers through my hair as I cry on his shoulder.

"I'm sorry" I say pulling away. "I swear I'm not such an emotional wreck. I don't know what's wrong with me today." I say trying to smile.

"It's okay he says cleaning my tears" Smiling, flashing me one of his rare smiles.

"I'm just glad you talked to me about all this." He says again.

"Okay that's enough wallowing to last me a whole year." I say smiling.

"Let's eat and watch my favorite show Atypical," I say to Noah as I pass him a bag of cheap sand press play.

We seat in silence with his arm around me and watch.