Notice Me

Chapter 10: Playing Hooky

Chapter 10: Playing Hooky

I'm not exactly sure how long I spent locked away in the bathroom. All I do know is that I woke up to the sound of light knocking on my bedroom door. "Lise, are you ok in there?" I could hear my mom calling out for me. Her voice sounded like it was filled with worry. "You need to open up dear."

Standing up and stretching my arms upwards, my entire body hurt. I must have fell asleep huddled in the furthest corner of the bathroom, between my hamper and the bathtub. My neck felt stiff, my back was aching, and worst of all, my butt was entirely numb. You know, those prickly needle things you get when you sit in one spot too long?

"Honey, I knocked when I first got home from work. Then again when dinner was done." She said banging on the door a bit harder this time. "I made your favorite, lasagna."

Unlocking the bathroom door, I poked my head out to scope out my bedroom. What? You never know what the heck could be lurking around in here hiding in the dark shadows, Yea, yea, call me a chicken all you want. I'm sure you would react the same way after what I witnessed. I done seen it all today.

When I deemed my room safe enough to enter, I rushed out. How long was I asleep for? It was dark out; the only light was shining from the street's lamppost outside. "I'm coming Mom." I called out, swinging open my bedroom door to come face to face with my beautiful mother. Why wasn't I blessed with my mother's good looks? Where did I come from?

The look of relief filled her expression instantaneously as soon as she saw that I was alive and still in one piece. "Sorry, I fell asleep. Exhausting first day at school." I said making up the only excuse I could possibly think of.

I couldn't very well tell my mom I passed out hiding in my bathroom after seeing her friend's son morph into an enormous furry four legged creature, now could I? Speaking of which, I wondered if Tristan is ok? My heart clenched at the very thought of him lying hurt somewhere.

Glancing over my shoulder at my alarm clock, the time read eight o' clock. I was cooped up in the bathroom for four hours? "Are you feeling ok?" My mom inquired placing the palm of her hand on my cheek. "You should come eat something."

Shrugging my shoulders slightly and giving her a little nod, "I'll come down and eat. Just let me get changed first." I stated turning around to go put on my pajamas.

"Ok I'll go warm it up for you and by the way, Tristan stopped by earlier. He said he was worried about you." Mom informed me. "He's such a sweet boy." Mom cooed in a teasing voice. You could tell by the sound of her voice that she was grinning.

My entire body went stiff, as I froze mid-stride towards the bathroom. I didn't want to turn around and face her; my eyes were wide open with fear. It was as though I could feel my heart beat thumping wildly in my ears. The tiny hairs on the back of my neck stood at attention.

He survived being lunged at by two wolves? By the chipper tone of my mother's voice he seemingly came knocking on my door unscathed. How is that even possible? Why did he come over looking for me? What if he's in some sort of a werewolf Mafia or something? Do things like that exist? Oh god, what if he came looking for me, because he has to kill me now that I know his secret? I'm going to get whacked! Maybe, I should stop watching so many gangster movies.

"He said you didn't look so good in school today, so he was stopping by to check up on you." Mom added as she began heading down the steps. "I told him you were sleeping."

After eating dinner, I escaped back to my room to shower and go to bed. I still felt exhausted. But as much as I wanted to sleep, I couldn't. Thoughts of today as well as tomorrow floated around freely in my mind. How would I be able to face him tomorrow? What the hell would I say? What would he say?