I’m in my room pacing back in forth deciding what I should do. Why does this shit always happen to me. This wasn’t even my fault. Let me explain.

After lunch today my good day quickly made an exit. Detention was an hour spent avoiding Mr. Simmon’s stares. There was a rumor going around that he was sleeping with some of his students. Talk about disgusting he is old enough to my father. Then I came home to my family.

"WHY WHERE YOU LATE TO SCHOOL TODAY!" My mother Paula screamed. Stan just look on with amusement in his eyes. "I…I….I’m sorry but ya’ll left me". I was just relieved that Leslie didn’t say anything about what happened in the bathroom at school earlier. "THAT IS NO EXCUSE" Paula yelled with a slap to my left cheek. My eyes started showing signs of tears afterwards, and my cheek stun. "Go to your room now. I can’t believe you sometimes. Your always in trouble. You are a disappointment to me and this family. Just go I can’t even look at you anymore." She said with hate. I looked quickly around room. My sisters had there eyes down, so they would make contact with. Maybe they felt sorry for me. Who knows. On the other had my stepfather would not look away. It was like he enjoyed seeing me hit or something. Creepy I told myself.

So that brings me back to my current activity pacing and thinking. Why didn’t Leslie say anything about the bathroom incident earlier. She could have made up anything she wanted, and they would of still believed her over me. During all this my mind wonders over to Ashley. God she is so beautiful. I can’t wait for our date Friday night. I wonder where we’ll go. She told me it was going to be a surprise. Great I just love surprises. Now I have to think of an excuse for my mother so she will let me out the house with her. I can’t tell her I’m going on a date. Maybe I can tell her we a project due on Monday that we are going to work on Friday and that I’ll probable spend the night at her house. I think that will work, but I’ll have to wait until like Thursday to tell her. I was brought out of my thoughts by my cell phone ringing.

"Hello"

"Hi, It’s me"

"Ash, hey I was just thinking about you"

"All good I hope"

"of course"

"I just wanted to let you know to where something comfy for our date Friday and that you will be spending night. So tell your mom not to expect you home."

"Ok. Great, I was already planning on spending the night anyway."

We talked for an hour before she had to hang up and go eat dinner with her family. After I hung up the phone my mother yelled for me to come down for dinner. When I got to the table there was a new face there. A boy well built, dark wave black hair, and green eyes. It couldn’t be. Jessica introduced me to him "This is my boyfriend, Aiden." Jessica is only a freshman at our school this year, so she didn’t know that Aiden and I already knew each other. He had been trying to get me to go on a date with him all last year. Needless to say, he was extremely pissed off after I kept turning down. He looked up at me from the table with glint his eyes and a evil smirk on his lips. I gulped loudly before taking a seat across from him.

Dinner seemed to drag on forever. Everyone was talking around me asking questions and answering. I guess no one noticed Aiden staring at me the whole time. I had chills running down my spine from his eyes wondering up and down my body. After dinner, I went to my room claiming I had homework. I could hear them talking downstairs. They sounded like a happy normal family without me there. Instead of dwelling on it, I decided to pick out my outfit for Friday. Let’s see should I wear a skirt or jeans? Well she said to dress comfortable, so I think I’m gonna go with my pair of low hip hugger jeans, belt, and my form fitting Roxy t-shirt. Now for shoes. Rummaging through my shoes I decided on a pair of vans. My outfit was complete. I just have to wait until Friday. I fell asleep that night with a smile on my face thinking of Ashley.