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The events of the previous day came crashing back to me and I shuddered. I closed my eyes, picturing Principal Morris as he told me to leave. As he told me that I’d be escorted out of the building with security.
Tears welled up in my eyes and I shook my head. “I can’t see him right now, Ang. I really can’t. I feel too bad.”
Angela shook her head. “Oh, no,” she said. “You’re getting out of bed and seeing Thomas and I don’t care if I have to drag you myself.” She put her hands on my shoulders and tugged. I shrieked as Angela pulled me out of bed.
“Okay, okay!” I gasped, wrenching free of her tight grip. “Tell him I’ll be five minutes.”
When I looked in the mirror, I groaned. I should’ve told her to say that I needed a half hour, I thought bleakly as I ran a brush through my tangles of black hair. I look like absolute poop.
After splashing my face with water and soap, I dried off and pulled on a loose sweater and a pair of leggings. They were new – some of the clothes that Angela and I had picked out together. But putting them on only twisted my heart when I realized I wouldn’t need new clothes for work after all.
I swallowed nervously as I combed my hair into a manageable mane, then rolled it into a messy bun. With a swipe of blush and lip balm, I almost looked human again. Taking a deep breath, I opened my bedroom door. Thomas and Angela were sitting on the couch, side by side, looking stiff. When he saw me, Thomas’s face relaxed.
“Oh, god, June, I was so worried about you,” Thomas said sternly. He stood up and walked over to me, wrapping one arm around my shoulders and pulling me close.
“I’m sorry.” I blushed. “I fell asleep, I didn’t think I’d be out for more than a few hours but I didn’t wake up until just now.”
“It’s okay. Stress does strange things to our bodies.”
I nodded.
“June, can I take you out for breakfast?”
“I’m not hungry,” I said sadly. “I don’t really feel like going out, Thomas.”
“Come on,” Angela interjected. “You’ve been moping around here all day, and I know you didn’t eat anything yesterday.” She raised an eyebrow at me. “Can’t have my bestie going and getting sick on me.”
“I already feel sick,” I said.
“Well, then you need some coffee and maybe a fancy doughnut,” Thomas said. He winked at me and I tried to smile.
“I don’t think so,” I said.
“June.” Thomas gave me a stern look. “I care about you. Angela cares about you. You can’t stay inside and mope just because the school fucked up.”
I narrowed my eyes. “Fine,” I said. “You want me to come out? I’ll come out.” I stomped across the room and defiantly pulled on a jacket. When I glanced up, Angela was staring at me in shock. Thomas merely looked bemused.
“June, I just—“
“No,” Thomas said firmly. “She’s coming with me and that’s that.”
I followed Thomas out of my apartment, down the stairs, and into a waiting car.
“Someone vandalized my Porsche,” Thomas said casually once we were settled in the
back seat.
My jaw dropped. “Thomas! Why didn’t you tell me that? You know – like, sooner?”
Thomas sighed. “I didn’t want to add to your stress,” he said. He reached over and squeezed my knee. A warm, pleasant sensation floated through my body and I closed my eyes. Being with Thomas was making me feel better than I’d felt since before I’d gotten fired. But I knew that wouldn’t last – I knew that as soon as I was alone again, my anxiety would come trickling back in to haunt me.
“When did it happen?” I narrowed my eyes.
Thomas reached forward and tapped the back of the driver’s seat. “Café DeLuxe, please,” he said. “It’s in Bushwick.”
I narrowed my eyes. “That sounds trendy,” I said.
Thomas laughed. “I’m surprised you haven’t heard of it before.” He rolled his eyes. “I’ll be the oldest one there.”
