Skylar;
"This suuucks," I groaned.
"Maybe if you stopped complaining and being such a chick it
wouldn't be so bad," Dylan snapped. I went over
everything I've said to him since I've met him. Not much,
but definitely nothing to offend him so badly that he'd be
such a jerk to me.
"Jerk," I muttered, crossing my arms. He looked back
at me with a 'what-the-hell-is-wrong-with-you' look, and
rolled his eyes.
"What are you, four?" He spat. I didn't reply, but instead
I brought my knees up to my chest buried my face in my legs
so he wouldn't see my cry. This guy needed some serious
anger management classes -- or a punch in the face.
"Dude, you're kinda being a dick," Sam finally stepped
in after almost ten minutes. Kinda late, but it's better
than nothing.
"Sam, no ones talking to you. Stay out of it," was
Dylan's reply.
"You made her cry! She didn't even do anything
wrong," Sam rose his voice.
I mentally cursed at Sam for telling Dylan that I was
crying. Technically, I wasn't crying. I was just
really upset. There were no tears coming out of my
eyes.
"Hey, the rain is stopping. Let's go," Chase said
hurriedly, as if on cue. The rain looked just as heavy as
before. It was obvious he just wanted to distract us from
fighting.
At least we made it home safely. After bringing in the bags
and putting the groceries away, I decided that I
wasn't doing anything for the rest of the day, due to the
rain. I changed into some skinny jeans and a Harry
Potter t-shirt that my dad got me for my fourteenth
birthday. Smiling at the memory, I went to go find
Chloe.
I heard noise coming from her bedroom, so I knocked.
"Come in," Chloe's voice sounded strained. I entered
slowly, finding that Chloe was crying onto Garrett's
shoulder.
"I'm sorry, I'll come back later," I turned around to
leave but was interrupted.
"No, sweetie. We need to talk to you anyway,"
Garrett forced a smile.
"What is it?" I went over to sit on the bed with them. They
looked at each other and nodded, and I immediately
knew that this was going to be bad news.
"Cody and T-Tristan went back to college today," Chloe
paused, stifling her tears. "There was a, uh, shooting
at the college that they're going to. We don't know if they
w-were there when it happened, but haven't heard back from
them and they wont answer their phones."
"Oh my God, no way! Are they okay?" I panicked.
"We don't know. They, um, haven't
confirmed that they're okay yet, so we're going up
to Georgia tomorrow morning. Caden is coming with
us. You can come too, if you want, but we have to buy
another ticket right now," Garrett sounded rushed.
"No, you guys have done so much for me, I can't
let you spend a hundred dollars on a plane
ticket."
"Alright, honey. If you don't mind, we have to start
packing. I'll come down and talk to you later, okay?" Chloe
said softly, standing up to grab a suitcase out of her
closet.
I nodded and ran back to my room, trying
to figure out how I was going to stay in a house
with four guys, while worrying about the lives of two
others.
I really want an epic Sonic the Hedgehog hat.
That would RAWWWKKK. ;D