Chapter 103: Allergies and Food Poisoning
Slamming the door to the house I began to walk towards the stairs until my grandfather stops me.
“Quinn come back here.” I angrily turn back around; he leans against the wall his glasses rest firmly on his nose. “What’s going on with you, the school called and said you skipped school."
“A lot.” Is all I say.
“You know that you could always talk to me, I’ll always be here to tell you the truth.” I sling my tongue over my teeth, tell me the truth huh.
“Oh, really now.” I cross my arms. “Then tell me this, why didn’t you tell me that you knew about werewolves and Alexander?” His eyes widen, I could tell he didn’t see that coming.
“Quinneth you have to understand. Me and your grandmother didn’t want you to know about this life, to keep you safe.” I roll my eyes, I’m so sick of this ‘keep you safe crap.’ First with Alexander and now with him, not all women are fragile and weak. We can handle more than you think.
“Keep me safe, I’m tired of having people to keep me safe. I’ll just be the idiot girlfriend that stand idle by while everyone lies to me and keeps their identity secret. I’ve kept it real with everyone you, and Alexander and what do I get from it LIES AND MORE LIES! From this day on people are going to start telling me the truth or so help me god I’ll bu-”
“Quinneth honey, calm down.” Blood boils through my entire being, if I didn’t know any better my veins might pop out of eyes and sew evil crimson blood all over the walls.
“You calm down!” I scream back. Suddenly behind me, I hear the light bulbs burst into shatters’ the tiny glass decorates all around us, wait did I- did I do that?
I look towards my grandfather who has curiousness and fright decorated all over.
“Alexander was right, maybe I am like Rhella.” I say to my grandfather and me.
“Students don’t forget tickets for the football game go on sale today. If you have questions go see Coach Rabbit in room 105.” The principal says over the speaker, I cross through people as I went to my locker. Opening it up, I put my bag in while pulling out my economics and history book. The wind from the revolving doors blows my hoodie off, quickly I put it back on my head.
Today I’m really not trying to talk to anyone, although that will be hard since Lyra can talk up a storm. Speaking of Lyra, I got dozens of texts from her yesterday. Asking me where is went and did she do something wrong. I really was trying to talk, but Sasha’s hold on me was too strong. Also, what happened yesterday with Alexander and my grandfather is buried deep in my thoughts.
When those light bulbs shattered, it scared the living shit out of me. I saw fear and confusion written all over my grandpa’s face, he started to back up from me, scared of what I would do. To see him so afraid of me, made me sick to my stomach. Adding on to the scary factor was Alexander, the fact that he thought I would murder those guys baked up this anger inside my stomach that just wanted to explode. Spreading my guts and blood all over the place.
I know that he would be mad at me doing this, but I need to talk to Sasha. She seems to know a lot about Zastiniks and things, maybe she could help me control it. I don’t usually get angry, but it will most likely happen again and I would like to be able to control it. I would hate to think what else I could've busted at the house, could’ve put my grandpa in danger. If I hurt him, I don’t know how I would live with myself.
Coming from the cafeteria doors, I see Lyra coming over. Her dark red hair is neatly tucked behind her ears with shiny gold Bobbie pins. Her green shirt is tucked in some green checkered pants paired with black flats. A look of determination and fierceness radiated off of her, she was determined to see what was wrong with me. I wish I could tell her everything, but how would she handle it. How would I handle it?
“So, you going to tell me why you ignored me and walked out yesterday.” She crossed her arms as all her weight shifted to her hip.
“Look- I didn’t mean to ignore you. I was just. . .sick you know it’s allergy season I felt all loopy and tired.” Her eyes scan over my every facial movement, trying to see if I’m telling the truth.
“I guess I believe you. Next time just tell me.” She brings her soft hands up to my face pinching my cheek.
“Ow! That hurt.” I wince.
“Next time don’t ignore me.” She slams my locker shut making me jump in fright. I follow her down the hall as we walk to economics.
“What happened in econ yesterday.” We turn the corner of the hall; more kids surround the lockers.
“Uh. . .we answered chapter questions and that’s it. I actually listening to Mr. Banhammer and did the work.” Lyra walks down the hall as I go to the end for History.
Entering into the classroom, I follow behind a student as we walk to our desk. Before I’m able to get there Mr. Jefferson calls me over.
“Yes?” I asked. He picks up a yellow piece of paper and handed It to me.
“I would have given you this yesterday, but you didn’t come. I hope your fine.” Worry fills his face, as his bottom lip twitches.
“Oh, uh I had a stomach bug.” That’s the wrong lie, can’t even get my lies straight. I went from allergies to a stomach bug how riveting.
“That’s hard to hear. This is the information for the Women’s event, that’s your scheduled time.” I glance down to the bright yellow paper my time is 2:30. That’s the perfect time, not too late and not too early.
“Thank you.” I spoke.
“Go and take your seat, we’ll start on the lesson.” I give him a nod and find my seat. I like to sit towards the back, since I do really well in my class, he’s unlikely to call me.
The bell rings throughout the school, making all the students run out the doors. I wanted to hang out with Lyra tonight, but she had plans with Jack. I think she’s still a little mad at me ignoring her, I can’t really tell. It’s been a couple days since I’ve been at work. If the store is slowing Ida won’t let me come in. It’s been nice though with all this Zastitnik werewolf stuff going on it’s hard to concentrate.
“-and that’s what I said. Thanks for the paycheck Ida, next time let’s set up Venmo or something.” Ida gives Claire a weird look.
“What’s Venmo? Is that like a car or something?” Oh Ida, what will we do with her. Once Claire sees me, she rushes over and embraces me. The tightness of her hug cuts off my air and blood circulation.
“Hey Claire can you let go of me. My arms are starting to fall asleep, I’d like to have them awake.” She lets go of me; her bright purple hair slays in front of her face.
“When did you change your hair color.” The last time I saw her it was bright pink with shades of blonde. Claire is the type of girl that’s always dying her hair, she says she feels like a new person each month so she has to switch up something and that’s her hair color.
“Last week, wicked huh?” She flips her hair, I can smell her ginger shampoo, I need to get some of that.
“I like it.”
“Thanks. When are we getting together to go out somewhere?” Crap I forgot about that, with everything happening things have been leaving my mind.
“About that, Lyra found a club in San Francisco. It’s called Club Then, wanna go?”
“Isn’t that for people over 21?” I let out a laugh, since when does she care about the law. She always says the law and constitution is a way for the government to turn us into eternal slaves.
“It is, yes. Lyra made me and her fake ID’s. I’ll no longer be Quinneth Worthingshire, but Lauren Smith.” A sweet smile appears on her lips.
“Lauren? Nice, you look like a Lauren. Hit me up with the details.” I give her a nod and she walk out the door towards her car.
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