Living The Lie

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When 16 year old Alice Davis moves to a new town the hope of living a normal life is all she can think about... עוד

Living the lie
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 5

Chapter 4

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Waking up the next morning to the sound of my alarm going off, I look over at my clock which reads 6:35am.  Guess it’s time to get up. Groaning, I start to stretch my muscles that became stiff overnight. Grabbing the clothes that I laid out the night before, I begin to head to the bathroom still groggy from sleep. Peeking into Mathew’s room, I can see a lump on the bed, his light snoring echoing in my ears.

“Great! Now I don’t have to fight with him over the bathroom,” I think, giving a little smile of triumph.

After taking a shower and getting dressed, I walk out of the bathroom. I can see my brother leaning against the wall, daggers shooting out of his eyes.

“Thanks for waking me up, Oh great sister of mine,” he snapped.

“You are welcome, Oh lazy brother.” Walking back to my room I can hear my brother growl behind me.

“Better hurry up.  You don’t want mommy taking you to school on your first day,”I mocked, not looking back. I hear the door slamming behind me. Yes, this is how it should be. We should be fighting, as normal brothers and sisters do. Not tip toeing around one another and guarding what we say, like we did the last few months at our old house.

Walking  into my room, I check myself in the mirror which is now hanging on my wall.  I am wearing a light blue t- shirt that says, “Don’t mess with me” and dark blue jeans that are worn out at the bottom.  My black Converse Chuck Taylor's are on my feet. Maybe I should dress up a little more considering it’s my first day. However, both Mathew and I had to walk to the bus stop down the street, and I really don’t want to ruin one of my $300 pair of shoes.

“We’re going to be late”, my brother calling from downstairs. Damn he is fast. Grabbing my black book bag, I start to head out. Walking out the door, I look over at my brother . He’s wearing black jeans, a brown long sleeve shirt with brown sneakers on his feet. Nothing fancy. It would seem that my brother had the same idea that I did. Without saying anything we start to head down the driveway.

After walking about 15 minutes, I can see a yellow sign that reads “Bus stop” in bold letters. As me and my brother walk closer, voices fill the air. After walking around a tree I can see about fourteen kids all hanging out. We both pause for a moment, debating whether or not we should advance. Before any conclusion can be made, a male voice calls out to us, “Hey, this is the bus stop, if you are waiting.”

Looking over, I can see the boy who showed us around the other day. Tom, I think is his name. As Mathew and I both walk towards him I wave hello, thankful to him for saving us from an awkward situation.

“Hey.” Tom grins. His blue eyes blazing into mine. His smile is so sincere that I cannot help smiling back.

“So you take the bus too?” I question, secretly hoping that he does. It would be nice, having someone to talk on the bus to and from school.

“No, not usually,” Tom admits, crushing my hopes.  Of course he doesn’t, that would have been too easy. Taking his hands, he places them in his pockets and starts rocking back and forth on his feet as he speaks.

“I have a truck, but it’s in the shop right now. I usually drive both me and my sister to school.” Taking a hand out of his pocket he points to a girl who looks about the same age as Mathew. She is cute, I notice. She has sandy brown hair, just like her brother. But, that’s where the resemblance stops. Her eyes are brown, placed on a round pretty face. Where her brother has a rugged look, his sister has a look of elegance that someone is just born with. Both are attractive, but in their own ways. As I’m looking at her, it seems my brother is too because he’s walking right up to her, introducing himself. I raise my eyebrows slightly, staring over at them. Well, he wastes no time, I think to myself. It seems that he is taking the move better than I had thought.

“So, what do people around here do for fun?” I ask Tom, looking back at him. He takes a minute to think, scratching his chin.

“Well, most of the time, we all just hang out in the woods. We camp, hike, swim, ride our four-wheelers, and hunt,” he replies, looking at me.

 Yup, there’s nothing to do in this town, just as I thought. It looks like I’m going to be spending a LOT of time at home. Trying not to look disappointed, I smile back at him. “That sounds fun,” I lie.

But, it looks like he doesn’t believe me because he quickly adds, “We also have some restaurants and a few clothing stores that my sister hangs out at.”

Well that sounds a little better. However, if that is all I’m going to be doing, it seems as though I’m going to need to buy new clothes, spending all that time eating. The thought of that makes me laugh to myself.

“Bus is coming,” I hear a kid say, interrupting my thoughts. Looking over I can see an old yellow bus pull up. First day of school, here I come.

My first two classes were uneventful. They were also the classes that I hated the most, math and chemistry. My third class, history, was OK. I really liked the teacher, Mr Line. He’s an older gentleman, but he’s the type that always acts younger than he actually is. His hair is a silver gray which match his gray eyes, and he also has a small beard.

So it’s now lunch time and I’m in a fairly good mood, until reality hits me. I didn’t really have a chance to talk to anyone. And that means I’m going to have to do the “I have nowhere to sit” act and hope that someone will invite me to sit with them.

    Just as I’m planning on how I would go about this, someone walks up behind me.

“You can sit with me if you want to.” Looking behind me, Tom is standing there. Yes! Thank God, I think, smiling at him.

“Sure,” I answer, gratitude in my voice.

After getting my lunch, I scan the area to see if Mathew is in view. Sure enough there he is, already sitting at a table, fitting in just fine. Brat. It doesn’t escape my notice of WHO he is sitting with. Tom’s little sister. Great, we have only been here a few days and already he is on the prowl for a girlfriend. Teenage boys are such animals.

“It looks like they are getting along.” Tom points out, looking over at them.

“Ya, it would seem so,” I laugh, as Tom and I start toward a table. I already recognize some of the people who were in my earlier classes. Taking a seat next to Tom I start to pick at my food.

“Um, this is Alice everyone,” Tom announces to the table. All of a sudden questions begin to come at me from all sides.

“Where are you from?” asks one.

“Why did you move here?” questions another.

“Do you have any older sisters?” Everyone pauses at this question, staring at a boy with fiery red hair. Laughter fills the air.

“Really Alex,” Tom says exasperatedly, smacking the boy in the back of his head. “Your infatuation with older women is getting disturbing.”

“You’re just jealous of my awesomeness,” Alex boasts, taking a bite of his pizza. I glance over at Tom, who is rolling his eyes. I can’t help but smile; they’re clearly best friends, the way they act.

“Well answering all your questions, no I don’t have any older sisters. But I do have a younger brother, Mathew. I moved here from Nevada. The reason why we moved is because my mom thought that it was just time to make a new start,” I reply, as truthfully as possible. I’m thankful for not having to really answer in too much detail. I already had the answers planned, but starting up a friendship with lies was not something I wanted to do. For the rest of lunch, I talk to everyone on and off as I ate. At the end of lunch, Tom offers to take me to my next class, which I accept with gratitude.

“Well, I’ll see you on the bus ride home then.” Grinning, he hands me the books that he had been carrying. I didn’t even know boys still did that.

“Sure will,” I laugh, walking into my next class, and then turning back to wave goodbye. With a nod of his head he starts down the hallway. I smile like an idiot the rest of the day. I know that dating someone is definitely not on my to- do list. Not any time soon anyways. But Tom is so sweet and it’s too hard to ignore his adorable flirting. His rugged looks certainly do not fit his personality. But I’m not stupid. Getting into a relationship is the last thing I need right now.

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