My footsteps echo through the empty halls. Most of the students have gone home and the practices for today are over. I had so much more fun at practice today than I expected. I met the other senior girls and the coach is super energetic. From what I have seen, we are not too bad. We actually stand a chance to do good in the league. We're not enough players, but we will survive.When I round the corner, I speed up. Before I leave, I need to get the books I forgot to take from the locker. I have essays due soon for English Lit and History, but it is nothing I cannot handle.My locker opens with a soft creak, and I search through the piles of books. A paper falls out onto the floor. I bend down to pick it up and notice it is the Art project. It completely slipped my mind. Jake and I need to discuss what we are going to do. It is already Thursday and between the drawing and painting; we need to start as soon as possible if we want to finish it on time."Hey, Kate." I fall against the lock
I sit in my homeroom with my head in my hands, tapping my foot. I glance at my watch. When is the bell going to ring? I need to get out of here. It was a foolish idea to come to school today. I thought I would be prepared for the backlash and hate I was going to receive, but I had no idea it would be this bad. Maybe Kate does not die, but her reputation sure does. Everyone heard about what had happened, but they heard Tyler's version. Now, I am the bad guy. So many students believe Tyler and some have even gone as far as to threaten me, or at least tried to threaten me. I went from a fashionable English bird to just a plain attention seeker because of one lad who is a complete arsehole. The bell rips me out of my thoughts. Finally, I need to get away. I grab my bag and dart out of the class to the restroom. I swerve through the crowd of students on my way to the restroom. As I get closer to the restroom, I see Tyler approaching. Ah, fuck no! I start to jog toward the restroom and n
I lay cocooned in blankets on the couch in front of the TV. "Rango" is on and even though I have watched it more than I could count, it stays my favorite comfort movie. Occasionally, I talk along with the characters and giggle at jokes before they even happen. I let out a loud laugh when the water dance scene comes up. It's so silly, but it gets me every time."Catherine, dear. You can't just lay in front of the TV for the rest of the weekend. If your father finds out that you skipped school to watch," my mother pauses as she watches the scene. She turns back to me with a slight frown. "If he finds out that you stayed home to watch some animation, he is not going to be happy. Just get up. Go touch some grass," she says and tugs the blankets. The blankets are wrapped tightly around me, causing her to stumble backward when she tries to pull the blanket off me."Let me be, please Mum?" I whine while I pull the blankets tighter around me. My mother grabs the corner of another blanket and
I sneak down the stairs, trying to not wake my parents. My dad came back late last night and he sounded exhausted, so he needs the rest. Oliver has not come home yet from Tyler's party. I wonder if he stayed at the pack house or Cora’s.I quietly open the front door and lock it behind me. Oliver will have to wake my parents to get into the house. It will inevitably lead to him being reprimanded for breaking the curfew. If he gets grounded, that will be a bonus.As I got ready to leave, I remembered that there is a bicycle in the garage. In the original story, Kate rode a bicycle to school sometimes. I wonder if it is still there. I hope so.I open the garage door with no noise and walk in. There it is in the corner. I leap over some boxes to get to the bicycle. I am running late, but I might make it on time with the bike. I maneuver the bike out of the garage and close the garage door.I plug my earphones in and hit shuffle on my playlist, hopping onto my bike and strolling through th
I shiver when the cold wind brushes past me. Autumn is around the corner. I don't know for how long I will be able to sit outside. It would also be a good idea to start wearing a jacket. I pull the lunch I packed for myself out of my bag. Since I am not getting my food from the cafeteria anymore, I had to start packing food for myself. It's not the tortilla roll-ups, but this will have to do. I cannot function properly if I don't have something to eat. I pull my phone from my back pocket and glance at the screen. The changes I made caused the story to deviate completely from the original story and so far it has been getting out of hand. I asked the author to fill me in on the outcomes of the changes, but there has been no answer. And nice work on the author's side. They decided to get rid of Max by letting him move away. Why does he get an easy way out of his scandal, but I have to face the consequences? That is what I call lazy writing. With a sigh, I look around at the few stude
I'm at Cora's tonight. Mum and Dad just texted me they have a business dinner to attend tonight. Get yourself something to eat. Wow, what a coincidence. Everyone is away while Jake and I are home alone. Since everyone is gone for tonight, I might as well park Jake's car in the driveway. I don't want the car to be towed away. After I parked the car, I jump out of the car and head to the front door. I unlock my phone and search for the nearest pizza parlor while I walk through the door. I find the number and dial the parlor, closing the door behind me and locking it. As I make my way up the stairs to my room, I order two pizzas. As I make my way up the stairs to my room, I order two pizzas. The door creaks open silently and I see Jake clutching the blanket, fast asleep. Is he cold? I crouch next to the bed and place my hand against his forehead. He doesn't have a fever, which is a good sign, but he is covered in goosebumps. I throw another blanket over him. I decide to take a quick
"Kate, wait up," Allison calls from behind me. I pivot to her with my sports bag over my shoulder. She hurries over to me with parts of cardboard boxes in her arms. What is she going to do with that? "Yeah?" I take a subtle look at my watch. I still have volleyball practice. I turn my eyes to her while I cross my arms. She invited me to sit with them when lunch arrived, asking like it was just another day. She never apologized for throwing me away or for believing Tyler instead of me. She assumes we are best buds again as if nothing had happened. "A few of us are making signs for the game tonight. You are welcome to join us tonight." She sounds excited. I was not aware of the game tonight. I'm also guessing that the "us" are the other girls from the pack. "I'll see." I turn and start to the back of the school where the volleyball court is. She grabs my arm and pulls me back to her. I look at her with an arched brow. "Why are you like this? You didn't talk to me during lunch. You
I woke up this morning and was informed by my father that it is Friday. I do not know how many days I skipped. At this point, the author is doing the bare minimum. But, this is at the bottom of the list of all my problems. I have to do tryouts if I want to join the cheerleading squad and I need to do it as soon as possible. I understand why Miss T said to do tryouts since it would be unfair to the girls who did not make the squad if I just join without tryouts. I have to find Cora to arrange everything for the tryouts this afternoon, but I cannot find her. Where on earth can she be? I went to her classes to check whether she was there, but she was not there and she was also not in the restroom. I saw her this morning, talking to Oliver, which means that she was at school. Something is going on with the two of them. Oliver is going to break up with her if they continue like this. They fight over the dumbest things and Oliver might like another girl. He talked to a girl on the phone