Two days after Robbie left for Uni, I was snowed under a pile of homework.
Mom had taken a week off work to look after me and to my dismay had also picked up my work from school so I could catch up. Great.
At first I had pushed it all under my bed but now that I was bored out of my mind, I started doing it.
Reed had called me yesterday and we'd talked for a while, not about us but about everything else. I hadn't wanted to bring it up, figuring that we'd talk face to face when I got back to school.
The conversation had gone something like this...
"Hey" I said when he picked up.
"Hey, how are you?"
"I'm not suicidal if that's what you mean"
He laughed just a little, "No it wasn't. Glad you're feeling better"
"How do you know?"
"You're only happy when you're cracking sarcastic jokes"
"That's not true, I don't always make sarcastic jokes" and I heard him snort.
"Now who's being sarcastic?"
"Whatever Reed, mom's making me go to counseling, I guess it's better than rehab" she'd given me a choice between rehab and counseling.
"Whoa" he said
"You were going to go to rehab?" oh shit, I'd forgotten that he didn't know about that. Now it made me look even crazier.
"My mom wanted me to go"
"I didn't think you were that bad"
"I'm not. She just overreacted; you know what she's like when she thinks she's right. Especially with you"
"She has every right not to like me. I'm not exactly the kind of guy your mom wants you to date"
"Don't defend her but I'm not going to complain too much cos she's actually been pretty cool about things"
"I heard, Cass told me. You didn't answer my question, how are you?"
"I could lie and tell you I'm fine but I'm not"
"What's wrong?" I was glad to hear concern for me in his voice.
"Nothing's wrong exactly"
"But it's not right either"
He understood me so well "Yeah, what has everyone been saying at school about me?" needing to change the subject. He knew me well and I didn't want him knowing how I really felt, not over the phone.
"Er...not much really" he said vaguely.
I smiled "Liar, tell me. I'll find out when I go back to school anyway"
"When are you coming back?"
"Next week. I miss yo-everyone" I couldn't believe I'd almost said 'you'. It was obvious even to him what I was going to say so to avoid humiliating myself more, I took the coward's way out.
"I'm tired so I'm gonna go" I said, about to hang up but stopped when he said "Katy wait"
"Yeah?" my finger moving towards the red phone symbol to end the call.
"Don't hang up" so we ended up talking for longer about nothing in particular but his voice made me relax.
Back to my work, I was busy working on my media homework, trying not to think about Reed when mom came in with a tiny black cat in her arms.
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Playing Hard To GetTeen Fiction
Hurt after her dad left a year ago Katy becomes a sarcastic sometimes vain 17 year old determined to get the guy she wants. This guy is a bad boy and is playing hard to get but Katy will do anything to finally crack his tough exterior and for him to...