Chapter Six
The next month or so things were bitter sweet.
Things around Damon got easier, I still ignored and avoided him as much as possible, but I was able to put everything that happened between us to the back of my mind, it was almost like it never happened.
Almost.
The second day of school was easier, but not much. He kept trying to talk to me, and I kept ignoring him or giving him short answers, but at the same time trying to be as polite as possible and he seemed to take the hint.
I felt bad for it but I really just couldn’t handle it all and I didn’t want him to know the truth and I was afraid I would blurt it out at any given moment if he kept talking to me.
Two weeks later I was in English with Alexis when Damon came in and sat by us
“Did you need something?” I asked rudely. I didn’t mean too and I felt guilty but I was just so tired, this library thing was taking its toll with work and volunteering
“Well someone’s in a bad mood” he shot back
“Well looks like someone else is too” I glared at him, I didn’t have the energy for this
“Wow, both you shut up” Alexis cut in.
“Arianna, you need to sleep more, no working on the library tonight or else” She said concerned for me
“You’ll do what? You got nothing on me!” I smirked at her
“Ari, I know all your secrets.” She pointed out, fair point there
“Oh girl, I know more of yours” I said back.
“But I know your biggest one, and it’s bigger than mine”
“You wouldn’t” I gasped. She wouldn’t tell Damon!
“Then no doing anything with the library today!” she replied with a smirk. “And you, she turned to Damon”
“Me what?”
“You need to get laid or something, weekend not a great one for you?” she asked bluntly.
“More like weekends.” He mumbled
“Well that explains why you’re so grumpy” there was a pause. “Wait, was the last time at your party?” she asked suddenly amused and he frowned at her
“Maybe.” He said defensively “It’s not really any of your business is it?” he asked and she shrugged
“It’s absolutely none of my business, you’re right.” She agreed and dropped it, at least she knew when to respect someone’s privacy, kind of.
Alexis passed me a note
Oh my god, he hasn’t slept with anyone since you, he so likes you.
Shut up.
Maybe Skye should go to another party ;)
Not happening.
How about a little bit of teasing him?
Nope, drop it
Come on, you can’t tell me you don’t want him
Leave me alone
And with that I ignored all the other notes. I wanted no part in any kind of plans forming in her evil little mind. He may be kind of a jerk but he didn’t deserve to be mesed with.
The next Monday he came in and sat by us and groaned
“What, Damon still not getting laid?” Alexis teased loving that she knew
“Shut up” he snapped
“Go fuck yourself. Oh wait” Alexis smiled “Since he’s not getting any, I bet that’s a daily occurrence for him” I bit my lip not wanting to get involved In this
“Alexis leave it alone.” I told her
“Shut the hell up bitch” he said and she raised a brow at him but said nothing, well she was asking for that one.
I woke up late the next morning for school.
I hurried out of bed and grabbed a pair of ripped short shorts and a colorful flowing tank top shirt thing that caught my eye and a sleeveless jacket.
I hurried putting my hair up and put my wig on and hurried through my makeup not really thinking.
When I looked at the clock, I realized I was only a couple minutes late now, and I went down stairs
“Oh Honey, it’s about time you start dressing better” I heard my mom
“What do you mean?” what the hell is she on about?
She gestured to me, and I turned and really looked at myself for the first time in the mirror. Shit, this is not my normal cloths, and I don’t have time to change
“I just threw something on, I’m late mom, I have to go” I kissed her cheek and was out the door and when I got there I learned that Alexis had already gotten into a fight this morning, of course she did.
It was a guy this time and I heard she kicked his ass.
“So what happened?” I asked when I saw her
“The freaking idiot grabbed my ass so I punched him.” she shrugged, she wasn’t known for her self-control.
“Alexis, when was the last time you did anger management?” I asked. She was crazy, and has gotten into like twenty fights at school.
“Few months” I groaned
“Go back” I said “Please”
I love my best friend, and I’m glad she’s always on my side, because if not, I would be seriously afraid of her. I’ve seen her get into serious fights with girls and guys, and I’ve never seen her lose.
Over the past five weeks, almost all the preparations for the ball have been sorted. The little details were tedious and I can’t wait for this thing to be over.
We sent out invitations and got confirmation for around five hundred people.
We decided on an auction and secured prizes from stays in the tropic to my dad giving cooking classes.
That was the easy part, the decorations, choosing colors, entertainment, table placement, and all those little details were the part I wish I didn’t have to do.
On the plus side, when I get married it won’t be overwhelming to pick it all out. And it would be a lot smaller than a charity ball.
Going through all the things I would need for the library like lighting, tables, books, shelves, librarian desks, decorations, and so much more that makes my head want to explode and I had to cut back the time I volunteered, and I hated it, it was the time I could actually relax and have fun, one more reason I can’t wait for this library to be done.
The last few days I’ve been feeling like crap. This Library thing is really taking a toll on me. I can’t believe that six weeks ago I was celebrating being able to move on and do this and not have to wait for construction.
I haven’t had the energy to do all this lately and keep up with work, school work, and volunteering. I just want this to be over.
“Arianna-Skye” mom yells.
“Yeah mom?”
“Ready to go?” she asks
“Yeah, I’m coming”
We are going out to dinner as a family to my dad’s restaurant; I love it there, best steak in the world in my opinion.
When we arrive there we’re immediately taken in and we give our orders. Our drinks come, and then appetizers. Delicious, but all I can think about is how much I want my steak.
When it finally comes, it’s even better than I remember. And I savor every bite of it.
I love going out to dinner as a family, it’s just a happy times, and we get to sit and talk about the usual while I people watch and make up stories about them. I was a big fan of people watching and my parents were a little on the odd side and they always joined in with me.
As the night was coming to a close I wasn’t feeling so well and mom took my temperature and immediately sent me off to bed where I proceeded to empty the contents of my stomach. Feeling miserable I dragged my tired self to the shower before collapsing in bed and groaning in irritation.
I snuggled into the covers. Great, being sick on top of it; and here I was thinking it couldn’t get worse.