Chapter 2

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"Audrey, you can't just send your mother a text that your car was hit and then not reply! I was so worried!" My mom was absolutely livid when I finally figured out how to get back to our new house. I wasn't really concerned though because this was regular. We both were on edge after everything that happened back home.

"I told you that the car was parked and it's being taken care of." I replied.

"How bad is it?" She left the doorway where she had been standing and walked over to the car, assessing its damage.

"I thought it mainly looked cosmetic. Like I said, it will be taken care of and the car is in working condition." I suppressed an eye roll. "Calm down."

"Did you call the police and file a report?" Mom questioned, raising her eyebrows at me.

"No." I averted my eyes.

"No, what?"

"No, ma'am." I responded, gritting my teeth.

"I mean what? You seriously didn't call the police? You know that you are supposed to do that every single time that you are in an accident. You don't know for sure that his sister is going to keep her word." She scolded.

I lowered my head, sensing that I was in a great deal of trouble. "Anita seemed like she was trustworthy. Her brother who hit my car wasn't, but she was. Either way I know that their family owns this Italian restaurant so if you want to go talk to their parents I'm sure that would be alright. Now might not be the best time thought because they are working."

"I'll give you a chance to try to get it sorted out. If I don't have proof that this will be fixed by Friday then you will have to pay for it out of pocket." Mom demanded.

"Seriously? Out of my savings? It's not even my fault and I don't have a job right now." I protested, incredulous.

"You were the one with the car. Audrey, you really need to learn to take responsibility for things. The world isn't fair and you can't go back and undo it so you need to deal with it. You're going off to college in a year, and I won't be there to help you and baby you."

"Yes, ma'am." I decided now would really not be a good time to disagree no matter how much I wanted to argue that it wasn't fair and I shouldn't have to pay for the damages. Money was tight now and there was no way I was going to be off the hook. Since she wanted the proof on Friday I would only have three days, in addition to the fact that I had to finish moving in and getting ready for the first day of school.

"Help me take in the groceries. While the house is old and somewhat run down, I did take the precaution of paying someone to install a fridge. I think it's in working order." She paused as she picked up some of the bags from inside the car. "Cheer up, we'll survive this."

"The fact that you even have to say that shows what a bad situation this is." I grumbled under my breath.

"What was that?" She snapped her head towards me.

"I said I have faith things will get better soon." I lied, with an unconvincing smile.

Apparently my mom didn't feel like fighting me anymore. She just shook her head and walked inside silently. We unpacked everything together and put away all the items. When I finally got a text it startled both of us because of the dead silence.

"Is that Cali?" My mom asked. Cali was one of my closest friends. "Tell her I hope she has a good first week of school."

"Mom, school doesn't start for them for a few weeks." I said, sounding more annoyed than I intended. I tried to adjust my tone before speaking again. "It's Anita Romano."

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