I'm in love with my best friend?
Suspended
"AMBER DAISY WRIGHT!" She yells.
Ugh! I hate it when she calls me by my full name.. Never ends good..
"Er... Hi mom." I faked smile.
"You have a lot of explaining to do!" She walked up closer to me.
"What the hell .. Is this?!?!" She showed me a piece of paper.I read the bold parts:
Your child, Amy Wright has been seen fighting with another student. We encourage you to please speak with your child. We do not tolerate this behavior.
I stopped reading and looked at her nervously. She gave me an evil glare.
"Then I found this in your room!" She showed me another piece of paper. "Another notice that you have been seen fighting! What has gotten into you lately!?"
"Mom, it's not what you think.."
"Then what?! Is it Harry? Huh? Is Harry influencing you?!"
"No mom! It's not Harry, don't bring him up, he has nothing to do with this!" I defended.
"Well, ever since you started to hang out with Harry, your grades dropped! You started to dress differen-"
"Mom I am not a middle schooler anymore! I'm in high school! I like the way i dress and so does eveyone else!"
Then my moms eyes looked beside me and her eyes went wide open.
"WHY IS HARRY'S SHIRT ON YOUR FLOOR!" She yelled.
I followed her glance and looked behind me. Shit. Harry forgot his shirt.
"... Uh... " I couldn't speak.. Ugh! Why Amy! Whhyyy?!?!?!
"Where is he hiding.. Huh? Where is he?!" She brushed past me and looked under my bed.
Oh no.
"Mom he's not here! He just forgot his shirt here yesterday in P.E!" I yelled, trying to stop her from looking any further.
She ignored me and walked towards the closet.
NO NO NO NO NO!!
I ran to her to stop her from opening it and it was too late. She opened and her mouth dropped as she saw Harry shirtless, smiling.
"Okay... Mom.. Let me explain.."
"EXPLAIN?! EXPLAIN WHAT?! HARRY IS SHIRTLESS HIDING IN YOUR CLOSET! AND I ALSO HAPPENED TO WALK IN HERE WITH YOU IN YOUR BRA!" She yelled.
Harry walked out of the closet and stood by me.
"It wasn't what you think it was.. We didn't-"Harry started.
"Harry get out. Please just get out." My mom crossed her arms.
"Mom! He didn't do anything!!" I defended.
"No it's okay Amy.. She's right. I should just go." Harry says as he gave me a hug.
"You also can't go to prom. The paper says that you are not allowed to go to prom if you are suspended. In which you are."
"What the hell?!
"What?! Harry just asked me to prom.. " I said, tears threatening to spill.
"Well that's your fault..."
I hugged Harry even tighter.
"Harry I think it's best if you go." Mom says to Harry.
"... .....uh..." He looked at me in approval.
I nodded and smiled faintly.
"Okay..." Harry gave me a kiss on my cheek and walked off.
I looked at him and he just forcefully smiled before closing the door. Aw. That was sad.
"Well that was messed up." I said, sitting on the edge of my bed.
"Not as messed up as lying to me since middle school!" She stormed off.
"It wasn't lying! You just never asked!" I yelled back.
"That's lying!" She replied slamming the door.
I fell on my bed and tears fell. Uuggh!! Goddamn punishment! This all wouldn't have happened if Nicole hadn't bullied Harry. Why Nicole? Why?! [BZZZZ] I sat up and walked over to the floor. I picked up my phone and a new message from Harry:
Hazza
Ugh! I hate it when she calls me by my full name.. Never ends good..
"Er... Hi mom." I faked smile.
"You have a lot of explaining to do!" She walked up closer to me.
"What the hell .. Is this?!?!" She showed me a piece of paper.I read the bold parts:
Your child, Amy Wright has been seen fighting with another student. We encourage you to please speak with your child. We do not tolerate this behavior.
I stopped reading and looked at her nervously. She gave me an evil glare.
"Then I found this in your room!" She showed me another piece of paper. "Another notice that you have been seen fighting! What has gotten into you lately!?"
"Mom, it's not what you think.."
"Then what?! Is it Harry? Huh? Is Harry influencing you?!"
"No mom! It's not Harry, don't bring him up, he has nothing to do with this!" I defended.
"Well, ever since you started to hang out with Harry, your grades dropped! You started to dress differen-"
"Mom I am not a middle schooler anymore! I'm in high school! I like the way i dress and so does eveyone else!"
Then my moms eyes looked beside me and her eyes went wide open.
"WHY IS HARRY'S SHIRT ON YOUR FLOOR!" She yelled.
I followed her glance and looked behind me. Shit. Harry forgot his shirt.
"... Uh... " I couldn't speak.. Ugh! Why Amy! Whhyyy?!?!?!
"Where is he hiding.. Huh? Where is he?!" She brushed past me and looked under my bed.
Oh no.
"Mom he's not here! He just forgot his shirt here yesterday in P.E!" I yelled, trying to stop her from looking any further.
She ignored me and walked towards the closet.
NO NO NO NO NO!!
I ran to her to stop her from opening it and it was too late. She opened and her mouth dropped as she saw Harry shirtless, smiling.
"Okay... Mom.. Let me explain.."
"EXPLAIN?! EXPLAIN WHAT?! HARRY IS SHIRTLESS HIDING IN YOUR CLOSET! AND I ALSO HAPPENED TO WALK IN HERE WITH YOU IN YOUR BRA!" She yelled.
Harry walked out of the closet and stood by me.
"It wasn't what you think it was.. We didn't-"Harry started.
"Harry get out. Please just get out." My mom crossed her arms.
"Mom! He didn't do anything!!" I defended.
"No it's okay Amy.. She's right. I should just go." Harry says as he gave me a hug.
"You also can't go to prom. The paper says that you are not allowed to go to prom if you are suspended. In which you are."
"What the hell?!
"What?! Harry just asked me to prom.. " I said, tears threatening to spill.
"Well that's your fault..."
I hugged Harry even tighter.
"Harry I think it's best if you go." Mom says to Harry.
"... .....uh..." He looked at me in approval.
I nodded and smiled faintly.
"Okay..." Harry gave me a kiss on my cheek and walked off.
I looked at him and he just forcefully smiled before closing the door. Aw. That was sad.
"Well that was messed up." I said, sitting on the edge of my bed.
"Not as messed up as lying to me since middle school!" She stormed off.
"It wasn't lying! You just never asked!" I yelled back.
"That's lying!" She replied slamming the door.
I fell on my bed and tears fell. Uuggh!! Goddamn punishment! This all wouldn't have happened if Nicole hadn't bullied Harry. Why Nicole? Why?! [BZZZZ] I sat up and walked over to the floor. I picked up my phone and a new message from Harry:
Hazza
9/19/13