"Blakely are you alright?" I was finally back to reality but I still felt like I could've honestly died. Everyone was laughing and talking. I had to get out of there before I screamed at someone. "Blakely?" Mrs Dwyer asked.
My feet made an executive decision and moved quickly off that stage and out of the common room. I ran to the closest bathroom and into the first stall then threw up in the toilet. I hadn't even realized I needed to throw up, but I suppose I was to focused on everything else I felt.
"Blakely?!" Emma asked rushing into the bathroom. I wiped my mouth then sat across the stall with my back against the wall.
Emma walked into the stall slowly and crouched down beside be. I hugged my knees and his my face in my arms. I was beginning to calm down but my heart was still racing.
"I thought you weren't getting them anymore" she murmured rubbing my back. I didn't answer. I thought I wasn't getting them anymore too, but to be fair I hadn't been in a situation where I'd feel panicky in a long time. Usually I avoided those.
"You're safe, ok? You'll be ok, I promise" she said in a soothing voice. In that moment I appreciated Emma so much more. Since the 7th grade she'd helped me out of my panic attacks. When she found out about them she spent days researching what to do. She even read a whole book on it. Just knowing she was still there calmed me down even more.
"Thank you" I whispered with my face still hidden. "You know I'm always here for you B. Everything's going to be alright, ok?"
I nodded and lifted my head up slowly. She smiled at me then wrapped her arm around me and sat next to me for as long as I needed.
Neither of us spoke, we just sat there until I was ready to leave. Emma went to scope out the situation before I left. Apparently everyone was back in class. The bell for the end of the day was due in 20 minutes so we rushed to my car and sat there listening to music while we waited for school to finish. That was my first time ever skipping class. I didn't feel as bad about it then as I knew I would in a day or two.
The bell finally rang and we spread out of the parking lot.
"Let's go get frozen yogurt" Emma suggested.
"I feel like coffee".
"Ew, coffees really bad for your...heart".
"Frozen yogurts bad for your brain" I laughed. "How about both?" Emma suggested. "Sounds like a plan" I nodded turning into the road that took us to the frozen yogurt place.
"Do you wanna hear my frozen yogurt theory?" Emma asked while we were waiting in line. "I don't think I do" I laughed. "Too bad" she smiled, "how can someone really freeze yogurt and have it be that dense? Like if you get regular yogurt and put it in the freezer, there's no way it ends up as dense as ice cream you know. It's just way too runny! So I think that 'froyo' isn't really 'froyo'. I think it's yogurt flavored ice cream!"
"There are so many flaws to what you just said, I don't even know where to begin" I laughed.
"What? It makes sense!"
We got to the front of the line and I ordered for both of us. "Can we please get a small blueberry pomegranate and black cherry frozen yogurt?"
The guy behind the counter took out orders and my money then Emma and I stepped out of the way for the next customers.
"First of all, water is less dense than yogurt and it still manages to freeze, even more so than yogurt or ice cream, second of all, yogurt flavored ice cream is frozen yogurt Emma" I laughed.
"Ok, but water's different! It's meant to be frozen!" "Oh god".
"It is!" "What happened to all your intelligence?" I asked. "I think even the Illuminati has something to do with it" she ignored me. "Yikes" I cringed.
Our frozen yogurt was done so I willingly walked away from Emma to collect it.
"I kinda get where she's coming from with the frozen yogurt theory" the guy behind the counter laughed. "Don't encourage her" I smiled.
We went back to the car and you can bet money Emma didn't shut up about the frozen yogurt theory. Next stop was my favorite coffee shop. I almost sped there so I could leave the car. "Emma, the Illuminati is not working with frozen yogurt to make us all obese so we can't run away when they try to catch and brainwash us all" I sighed for the millionth time.
"That's what they want you to think!"
"I'm done" I laughed when we finally arrived at the coffee shop. I got out of the car and rushed into the coffee shop but she was right behind me, running her mouth about frozen yogurt and the Illuminati.
I was so preoccupied with trying to block her nonsense out that I completely forgot who worked at my favorite coffee shop.
Lucas was making a coffee and didn't see me. Emma still hadn't walked into the store, it wasn't too late for me to go back out and suggest going somewhere else to save Lucas' secret. A part of me told me to let her find out and do whatever she wanted with the information, he and his friends had been assholes to us for so long, why was I protecting his secret?
Emma pushed the door open, but I stepped in her way before she walked in. "Let's go" I sighed. Letting her find out was something he and his friends would've done to me, I wasn't about to be anything like them. "What? Why? This is your favorite coffee shop". "I know, but I just remembered It's that time of the month, coffee makes it worse" I improvised.
"Ooh, true. Sucked in loser" she laughed walking out of the shop. I looked over my shoulder and Lucas was looking straight back at me. He mouthed a 'thank you' which I didn't respond to. I followed Emma to the car and we drove to her place.
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Opposites attract
Teen Fiction"You're so bad for me". "And you love that". I gulped as he lent in closer, trapping me between his body and the wall behind me. The worst part of the situation was how right he was and how badly I wanted to kiss him. What happens when you mix an u...
