Confessions of a High School Outcast

Chapter Sixty One: Difficult.

Difficult. Yeah I know I'm extremely difficult. Isn't everyone though? At least at some point in their lives yeah.

Weekends just fly by now...

On Monday, everyone complemented my hair which is usual. Every time any girl changes their hair on the weekend, on Monday, they all get complemented. Stuff like hair never goes unnoticed in schools.

"Sexy hair there sexy lady." Spencer said coming up next to me.

"Thanks Spence."

"No problem girl." He laughed a little. "I am so high right now. It's not even funny."

I stopped walking to scold him. "You got high before coming to school? Spencer no."

"It happens." Was his only excuse. Not cool at all. I think that's mighty stupid of people to do that. Like honestly. Do you hate school that much? Is school really that bad? Okay, maybe I should get a little high before school too..

My so called friends sorta forced me back into their group so I spent most of my day listening to their guy problems and problems in general. Of course Ben did not show up to school. I just gave him an extremely difficult weekend for sure.

After school I drove to my dads house. For once, he was home.

"What up pops?" I said walking past him.

"Skye," he said making me stop.

"I like your hair!" Michelle said cheerfully when she came downstairs.

"Skye you need to bring up your grades." My dad said. Wow grades have never been a problem for me.

"Thanks Michelle and yeah I know I'm working on that."

"You can't let your boyfriend distract you. Just because he's failing-"

"Failing? He's a smart kid. He gets nothing but A's dad. He doesn't even try but he's smart and gets stuff done. Don't blame him."

"Then what is it Skye?"

"I was just having a hard time with things okay?"

"I don't see why your mom is just not caring about her daughters like she should. Scar is just-"

"A great person." Scar said walking inside the house. Good that meant I could leave.

"I'm gonna go see Ben." I said tossing my book bag on the floor.

"You can't." My dad said looking at me. "His dad called, he's sick."

"Yeah and like his dad will take care of him. Bye!" I got out of the door while my dad screamed well yelled. I didn't care. I had to check on him.

I drove to his house sorta getting worried. He rarely gets sick. Made me question it.. So maybe it was a lie? Once I got there though his dad opened the door.

"He's sick Skye." He said once he saw me. "I wouldn't even bother."

"I just wanna see him." I said all innocently.

"If you kiss him, you'll get sick, be careful." He said moving out of the way. Well he wasn't really trying to stop me so I guess it was true?

I went upstairs to see him sitting up in bed staring blankly at the wall until he looked over at me and smiled. "Hey." He said.

"You're sick?" I asked.

"I'm fine." He said shaking his head.I placed my hand on his forehead and he laughed taking it away. "I'm just a little under the weather that's all."