*Old Version* Running From Them, Running To You

Chapter 7-Running From Them, Running To You

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Tuesday: Homework was killer today. In two days, I was expected to turn in a completed essay about some war in the Middle East that I had never heard of. Mr. Robertson assigned 50 problems for geometry. We did an experiment in science today, and Mr. Henderson expected a detailed lab report by the end of the week. Mr. Forbes gave us two pages in our textbooks to translate, and Ms. Ashley presented us with a book report to be handed in the following week. Stressing out had never reached this level before. Even lunch was difficult. Courtney, Ashley, Morgan, and I had planned to drive into town and pick up a bite to eat. Ashley's beat up pickup groaned and creaked, and it sputtered out before we were out of the parking lot. My lunch was spent shoving the truck into a nearby parking spot. By the time art came around, I was agitated to say the least. Pounding the clay and shaping it into a vase, had a soothing affect though, and by the end of the block, I was ready to face the rest of the day. After school, I helped watch the kids and did my homework.

Will was still ignoring me.

Wednesday: We started baseball in gym. Of course, Ashley was the star player. I was lucky enough to get her on my team, and we creamed Courtney and Morgan's team, 13-4. I think I am finally starting to get the feel of Morris High; I made it on time to all of my classes on time. Mr. Forbes decided that I needed a tutor. He had planned on doing it himself during my lunch period, but thankfully Honor, a straight A student, volunteered to teach me instead. We're going to meet twice a week and try to get me to a point where I can understand at least the basic principals of French. That night, we beat the neighboring town's football team. It was supposedly a big win; the other town and us both had stellar sports.

Will was still ignoring me.

Thursday: There's going to be a party celebrating the big win Friday night. It seems as if that's all the school is talking about. Everybody is buzzing with excitement. The girls talked me into coming. It made me feel better that even Honor was going; it couldn't be that bad if she was attending. Party's at my old school were something I tried to avoid, as usually it started with drugs and alcohol and ended with police intervention. I couldn't picture that as a trait of Morris High students though. Even the teachers knew about the party; though they will not be in attendance.

Will was still ignoring me.

Friday: "Close your eyes," Courtney ordered. Ashley, Morgan and Honor had ridden home with us and we were now prepping for the party. I felt the feather light touch as Courtney applied eyeshadow to my upper lids.

"Now open." I complied. "What do you think guys?" Courtney asked.

They nodded. "Looks good," Ashley said. "She needs a little blush though." Reaching around Courtney, she brushed some onto my cheeks.

"Now she's perfect." Ashley grazed her hand over my head. "I think she's ready." The others quickly agreed and I groaned.

"Why do I have to be the Barbie Doll?" I whined as they began carefully unrolling the curlers from my hair. I reached up to feel, but my hand was slapped away.

"Well Auden, you kind of brought this upon yourself," Morgan said, not unkindly.

"Me? How is this my fault?"

Morgan adjusted my part, then continued. "You said you didn't really know what to wear, and asked for some help," she stated as if that explained everything.

"So?" I asked. "I don't see how that turned me into your own little makeup monkey!"

"It was enough of an invitation for these three. They've gotten bored of doing me up every party."