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“Wait, Jordin. Stop going so fast. Why are we going to the car? I wanna stay and play with my new friends.”
I make an excuse that I’m too worn out from all the shopping and there's a show on Netflix that I really want to get home to watch, and if were in the car then mom knows we have reached our waiting time limit.
“Hey, hold up a minute. Hey, excuse me,” I hear a female voice shout from somewhere behind me, but I’m too focused on getting the hell out of here that I pretend not to hear and don’t turn around. It could be one of the girls he was with, shit, I shouldn’t have kicked that fucking ball. I don’t need any more drama in my life. I should have given it back. I shouldn’t have knowingly flipped him the bird just now. I shoulda….
“Wait a second, you forgot one of your shopping bags,” the voice behind me says.
I turn around to see a girl around my age smiling at me holding out a bag. I’m slightly taken a back at how pretty she is. Blue eyes, ice blond to pink ombre hair and flawless skin.
“Hey, you left this under the table. I don’t know about you but if I left my shopping bag here by mistake knowing the prices in some of these stores I’d be pissed,” the girl says with a smile that’s warm and friendly.
“Oh, thanks,” I tell her, trying hard not to look anywhere near the second floor. I don’t mean to be rude to the girl but my heart is beating so fast that I feel like I’m going to throw up if I don’t get out of here now.
I take the bag, thank her again then high tail it out the door as fast as my legs will carry me, hearing the girl mutter your welcome on the way out but I don’t look back.
Chapter Nine
Jordin
It’sbeenaweeksince the mall, and I haven’t left the house since for fear of bumping into him again. It’s obvious he lives either in this town or somewhere near it. I can’t get those blue eyes out of my head.
Today is the first day at my new school Rose Bay Academy. My nerves are starting to get the better of me. It doesn’t help that an unknown number called my phone three times this morning. I refused to answer and eventually hit the block button. I don’t need to answer to know it was Max. My guess is he’s got my new number off dad since I changed it weeks ago and removed all my social media accounts to stop him from spying on me. I can’t avoid him forever, he won’t allow that, but I can’t talk to him yet. Not until I come up with a plan. So, I did the only thing I can do for now which is to block the number.
I should have known he would never stop.
After blow drying my hair I style it into loose waves and apply some make up to my pale face. It’s still hot outside so I put on my favourite ripped knee jeans, a tank top, and tie a cardigan around my waist in case it gets cooler later. I didn’t bother buying a new backpack as there was nothing wrong with last years.
When I enter the kitchen Millie is busy stuffing her little face with pancakes smeared in chocolate sauce. She spots me out of the corner of her eye, turning her head in my direction. I can’t help but let out a full belly laugh at her chocolate moustache.
“You need to clean your face before we go,” I tell her.
She attempts to scold me for laughing but her mouth is so full I can’t make out a single word she says.
“Someone woke up on the right side of the bed this morning. I haven’t heard you laugh like that in so long,” mom says in between sips of coffee that's probably too hot for her. She always makes it like that.
I give her a light smile grabbing some fruit from the bowl and place it in my backpack for later.
“Alright girls. Time to go or we’re going to be late,” she announces setting her coffee cup into the dishwasher.
“Now where did I put those damn keys this time?”
“Here they are,” I say, handing her the set of car keys that I know she always leaves by the fruit bowl but can never seem to find.
“By the way, I wanted to ask if you or dad managed to find my birth certificate by any chance when you were both packing? I really want to apply for my learner’s permit soon and can’t without it.”
“Can’t say I did honey.”
“Dad can never seem to find it when I ask him, and it’s been missing for a long time now. Can we apply to get a new one instead?”
“Why don’t we wait until dads here and things are more settled. Then we can talk about it some more. Sound good?”
“Sounds perfect. Thanks,” I respond cheerfully as we all get into the car.
I can’t wait to get my licence. To have the freedom to travel wherever and whenever I want to. I don’t know why dad doesn’t just apply for a new one if he’s lost it, but he keeps dragging his feet and putting it off. Must be a parental thing, not wanting your kids on the roads, but they need to learn that I’m not a kid anymore. I’m a grown up that needs her freedom. They both wave me off, wishing me good luck on my first day as we say our goodbyes.
I take in the massive stone building. The architecture on the front looks as though it was built some time ago, but sleek and modernised additions have been added on to the sides over the years.
Crowds of people mingling and talking to one another are gathered outside the entrance to the school. I keep my head down low continuing to walk towards the front doors, but I must not have been looking where I was going because I smack straight into the back of someone almost knocking them into a crowd of people.
