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A relieved sigh escapes my lips as soon as the school bell rings. For some odd reason, today was just a bad day. Like those days when your whole body seems to weigh a ton. Well, I guess I'll just have to shake it off.
"You ready to go home?" I smile cheerily, walking toward Lucas.
"Actually, I thought I'd play some basketball with some of the guys today." He replies back, his eyes almost apologetic. However, he quickly changes his answers and throws his backpack over his shoulder. "You know what, let's just go home. I can play basketball some other time."
Ah, this sucks. As much as I want Lucas to take me home, I don't want to play the part of a needy girlfriend. I mean, friend . . . because we're technically going out yet. Yet?! What am I thinking?
"Lucy, are you okay?" He asks, furrowing his eyes together. "You just spaced out a bit, like this." He taunts, imitating my supposed blank, dim-witted face.
"Shut up!" I laugh, lightly shoving him. "You should go play basketball today. I actually need to go to Karin's house. She promised me that she'd help me with the math homework." I try to say as casually as possible while wearing a smile. "You know how bad I am with numbers,"
"You always get full marks on your tests." He says suspiciously. "Plus, you just asked me if I was ready to go home." He says, knitting his eyebrows in confusion.
"That's because I completely forgot. Well, Karin's probably wondering where I am, so I'll see you tomorrow. I promise I'll wake up in time." I laugh, halfway out the door.
"Lucy!" He shouts out my name. "But it you're late, call me. I'll give you a ride just like today." He says sincerely with an earnest smile on his face. For a moment, I feel my heart rattle inside its little cage as the butterflies in my stomach begin to flutter wildly.
"I'll think about it." I respond coolly and escape into the hallways, not wanting Lucas to notice how flustered I am. I can actually feel the heat radiating off my cheeks, a smoldering red. "Smooth talker," I grumble happily to myself as I walk down the stairs.
The walk back home is pretty uneventful and rather lonely. Usually I would walk with Karin if Lucas had something to do, but she's been working lately so . . .
Maybe I should get a job, too. After all, it's just my sister and me; it really wouldn't hurt for me to pitch in. In fact, it'd be wrong of me not to help out! Okay, I've decided. I'll start looking for a job tomorrow.
. . . . . .
"So, I've been thinking . . ." I state cautiously, pushing the broccoli around on my plate.
"Uh oh, that's not a good sign." Karen jokes, twirling the thick, overcooked spaghetti noodles around her fork. Naturally, she had boiled them for too long; after all, she never had an aptitude for cooking. To be honest, her cooking is living proof that practice does not always make perfect.
"Oh shut up," I say, rolling my eyes. "I'm trying to be serious here." I narrow my gaze at her, and she can tell that I mean business. "I want to get a job."
An exasperated sigh escapes her lips. "What are you going on about? You're a student, you don't need to work." She says in a soft tone with a hidden fierceness underneath.
I hesitate for a moment, uncertain about whether I should just drop the subject or keep pushing forward. I decide to keep pushing. "I'm seventeen. I think I should be able to make my own decisions. Plus, I'm just trying to help you out, so what's the big—"
"As a student, your first priority should be your studies. You can worry about work all you want later." She interrupts me, the expression on her face solemn.
"That didn't stop you from—"
"Lucy, I only agreed to take you in because you couldn't stand the thought of living with Dad and Helen. You promised me that you would listen to me while living under my roof, but if you want to go back to Dad, then—"
"I get it, I get it! Geez, you don't have to play the step-mother card every time we battle." I grumble, stabbing at my broccoli. But I don't mention getting a job again; the last thing I want to do is piss off Karen, I think to myself.
"So, did anything happen today at school?" Karen eases into a casual conversation, but I just find the whole situation awkward. I hate fights.
"Not really—oh, well . . . Lucas asked me out on a date this morning." I mention, hoping to alleviate the tension between us with this topic. I quickly raise my gaze to steal a glimpse of her expression, but I can't read it. As always, she wears a poker face. "Hello? Aren't you going to say anything? I was expecting a bit of a reaction from you, you know."
But she doesn't speak. I had thought that the atmosphere between us before was originally awkward, but boy was I wrong. This, right here, was the epitome of awkward. Maybe I shouldn't have told her, I regret.
"Lucy . . . I don't think you should go out with Lucas." Karen finally says after a long silence, her eyes lifting to meet my gaze.
i thought karen was lucy's friend not her sister o.O....
or did i miss something?
123aimee4 7 months ago
@123aimee4 aha, yes. It is a bit confusing. However, KAREN is Lucy's sister while KARIN is Lucy's friend. Just a happy coincidence. : )
mzzjudylee 7 months ago 2