24/7 [h.s.]

16

Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday I received radio silence from my Mom and Dad.

Jamie called Wednesday night to tell me he overheard his mom talking to mine on the phone and that they were concerned about me.

"I think they're just shocked. Your Mom said that your Dad told her he had never heard you use that tone of voice with him. To be quite honest they're just worried."

"I only used that voice because he was pissing me off, but if he knew what my life was like here then he'd understand."

"Well then maybe it's time for you to tell him about how Harry's been treating you so he can start to understand."

Friday morning I was up early to make sure I was prepared for my math test.

I drank more coffee than usual and even ate a dark chocolate candy bar since I read it helped with memory.

"You look like a crazy person." Harry rudely commented under his breath when he walked into the kitchen.

"Oh, i'm sorry, I forgot to tell you that I turned into a mirror."

He glared.

World lit, history, and psychology passed by quickly, and then after lunch it was time for my algebra test.

My professor stared at me like a creep when he handed me my test, and I took a deep breath before beginning my exam.

I wrote down the equations to remind myself before I stared to work on the problems.

I got down to the last problem and was stuck, so I stared at the paper to try and figure it out.

Biting my lip I ran through the possibilities in my head, but all of them reached zero which I knew was wrong.

A movement out of the corner of my eye distracted me, and I glanced to my left to see Harry drawing with his finger on the table.

He was making a sideways V shape.

A 7?

Was he giving me the answer?

I put 7 in my head and then worked the problem backwards. It was right.

He had given me the answer.

I hesitantly wrote down 7 before getting up to turn in my exam.

Harry didn't say a word when we walked into the hallway.

That evening after finishing making flash cards for history and writing a page and a half for my world lit essay, I decided I needed a break.

This apartment was suffocating, Travis wasn't answering my texts, and I still hadn't talked to
my parents.

I put on a coat and beanie before going to knock on Harry's door.

When he opened it he looked at me in total confusion.

"I want to go on a walk."

"Okay?" He said and then went inside his room.

I waited by the front door while Harry grabbed a jacket and whatever else he needed before coming out.