My cereal was all mushy. Sighing, I moved my spoon around a bit disgusted at it. A moment later, I stared pointedly at my father who was pretty much ignoring me behind his tablet reading his newspaper. "Dad?" I'd been asking him the same question three times already and I knew that he was playing dumb.
The twitching lips and the small smile on his face was evident proof of it.
"Sorry. What?" his blue eyes sparkled mischievously as I crossed my arms completely peeved at him.
"What did you think about Nathan?"
He shrugged and resumed scrolling on his tablet. "He's nice."
Utterly annoyed, I took a deep breath, trying not to snap at him. "That's it?"
"Yup."
"Could you elaborate?"
"Why?" his blue eyes gazed at me mischievously. "Because you like him?"
My shoulders sagged and I fought the urge to roll my eyes. "You know? It's not even important." I huffed as I took my bowl to the sink feeling a little bad for wasting food.
Dad chuckled before taking a bite off his bagel. "Are you going to Amanda's?" I nodded. "Maybe I can pick you up and take you there. I have a meeting tonight and I'm afraid you'll have to eat dinner by yourself. Well, that is if your boyfriend is not driving you."
"He's not my boyfriend." I shook my head completely discouraged.
"Yet." He smirked. "Take care honey" he smiled as I took the stairs to brush my teeth.
The walk to school seemed pretty short since I started to jog. It didn't take me more than ten minutes to get there. I saw Farah's van on the other side of the parking lot and I waited for her at the entrance. My peers passed next to me glancing from time to time. Ignoring them, I took out my cellphone and started to scroll down through the news.
"Hey" a girly voice said in front of me.
"Farah, you take forever." I looked up to found Anne tilting her head watching me curiously.
"Farah is the new girl, right?" I nodded before glancing across the parking lot. Farah had stopped to greet her boyfriend. That was why she was taking forever. Figures.
"She seems nice." Anne trailed with a sad smile on her face.
"She is." I paused for a moment before adding hesitantly, "you could hang out with us in recess or something." Anne's green eyes widened for a fraction of a second. "So you get to know her." I shrugged.
"Ok." She answered rather reluctantly.
I smiled reassuringly, "great." It did work since her lips tugged up on a small smile.
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Hopelessly Imperfect
General FictionIt takes one single moment to define your life. Cassie learned it the hard way. She's seventeen and felt like she has the world on her shoulders. Trying to survive and keep going despite the sadness and fear, Cassie finds out that opening your hear...