Chapter 16 | | Risks to take, Choices to make...

Do you remember the first time you went on a party ? I don't. I'm not the type of girl who drinks, attend parties or hook up with guys. The only guys I let near me are called Ben and Jerry. I'd rather spend my Saturday nights in my room, eating ice cream and watching chick flicks and today is one of this days. Actually, I hate every type of romance but I'm a sucker for High school cliché movies like the D.U.F.F or Mean Girls. Sitting on my bed with a bowl of ice cream in one hand and a spoon in the other hand, I enjoyed my one-man party.

"Sofía!", I heard a sudden scream from my mother, causing me to almost drop my bowl.

"Yes!", I yelled back. No answer.

I put the bowl on my table, stood up and went downstairs. "Qué pasa ?", I saw her standing in the kitchen making dinner. "I need to talk to you. Sit down.", her serious tone made me worry.

"Is there something wrong?", I asked her. "Oh no. Nothing at all. You know that Spring Break is coming soon and Marc planned to take me to the Bahamas for our anniversary in the first week."

Marc was my Mom's boyfriend. They were together for almost two years but it feels like a hundred. He is a really nice guy and I'm glad she found someone who makes her happy. She really deserves it since my dad left us. I was quite surprised that they went to the Bahamas but then again I realized that he is a doctor and is loaded. My Mom is a nurse and, obviously, they met at the hospital. She told me that it was love at first sight but I doubt that such thing exists. All of those Latin American telenovelas have completely dazed her. I guess now I know where my preference for High school cliché movies comes from...

"And since you are only seventeen years old, I decided that there should be someone watching you while I'm gone. I know you are responsible and I do trust you but I'd still feel more comfortable if there was someone who was watching you.", she explained. Oh no...

Every time my mom leaves the house for longer than one day, she always bundles me off to one of her weird friends. They are all very kind but most of them are traditional Latin American women who believe the only thing they were born to do is having kids, going to church and cooking for their husbands. They would always tell me that I have to start getting kids as soon as possible and learn how to be a good housewife. One time, I accidentally revealed to them that I could not cook, they all gasped in horror. Believe me, those faces were just priceless.

"That is why I decided to leave you with one of my colleague at work. She is really nice and has a son who is around your age."

Ok that is even worse. A son around my age ? Every boy around my age is either a player, a creep or socially awkward and to be honest If I could choose, I would choose neither of them.

"But Mom I can take care of myself. It's fine. I will be fine. I'll turn eighteen in less than a year.", I exclaimed, not convincing her least.

"No buts. You are still seventeen and I'm you guardian which means I'm responsible for you. You will stay there if you want to or not."

"Fine.", I sighed, got up from my chair, approaching the stirs in order to go to my room. "Where are you going ?", my mom asked.

"In my room."

"But dinner will be ready soon."

"I'm not hungry.", I instantly replied without making the effort to turn around and look at her.

I threw myself in my bed. Ugh. I don't want to spend my precious school free time with some weird guy who will probably just annoy the crap out of me. I decided to not longer concern myself with this since I could not change it anyways. I only have a few months left until I finally can leave school. This is the only think that keeps my hopes up right now. I'd never have to see , my annoying teachers or her retinue again. I smiled contently at that thought.

My thoughts were abruptly interrupted by my buzzing phone. I looked on the caller ID which caused me to chuckle.

"Mr. Perfect ? Are you serious ?", I rolled my eyes.

"Sofía, we have already talked about this. Denying the truth won't make it disappear.", I hear his cocky smirk through the phone. I don't know why but it kind of comforted me to hear his voice maybe just because I know that he is not mad at me because of some stupid lie Jessica told him.

"How did you manage to save your number in my phone?"

"You were at my house because we had to do the project. Remember ? I typed it in when you left the room to get something to drink.", Noah explained. this guy is just beyond impossible. Wait.

"My phone is password-protected. How did you do that ?"

"I have my ways.", I replied rapidly. "Anyways, Jackson told me about what happened with Lizzie.", I clenched my jaw at the thought of that incident.

"I tried to talk to him but he won't listen to me. I believe that we just have to leave him for a while until he comes back to his senses. He often needs a bit time until he realizes what kind of bullshit he has produced."

There was a moment of silence. I thought about what he said. The main problem is not Eddy, it's Jessica. She won't stop until she gets what she wants and what she wants is Noah. I guess it is sort of my fault that Lizzie is harassed by those brats. If I haven't talked to Noah, Jessica wouldn't have freaked out and started this crap.

At first I thought that I could handle her because I knew what to expect but now that I've seen what she is capable of doing, it would be the best for everyone if I just avoided Noah. I'm not talking about that kind of avoiding where I just refrain from talking to him when Jessica is present or in general for a short period of time but about the kind of avoiding where I cut him out of my life.

I could've handled her, being rude and making my life like living hell but not when this also applies to Lizzie and Paula. I don't know what she is planning next but I expect it to be even worse than what she did to Lizzie. The only person I had left would be Jackson and since she does not care about Lisa's intention unless they do not cross with hers, she would not be too concerned about it. I'll probably won't see him that much anyways because he'll rather stick with Eddy and Noah than with us.

This terror needs to stop and it needs to stop now. I cannot take the chance of Jessica, humiliating Lizzie again or even me and Paula.

"Sofía ? You still there ?", his words made me snap out of my thoughts. I took deep breath.

"Yes I am. Uhm...I need to go. My mom called me for diner. Bye.", ended the call immediately, not even giving him the chance to respond.

I put my phone on my table next my bed and snuggled up in my warm, comfortable bed.

Decisions are the hardest thing to make, especially when it is a choice between where you should be and where you want to be but there will be a point in your life where you realise that the decisions you make sometimes affect others more than they affect yourself.

You are free to make your own choices but you are not free to choose the consequences. The question you have to ask yourself is: Am I ready to take the chance ?

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