Not So Easy

Abbigale Steward is a problem child to say in the least. After her father died when she was three, her mother got caught up in drugs, and her own semi frekewent run-ins with the cops, she was beginning to believe the whole world was against her. Things got so bad she even considered drugs, and worse; suicide. She felt she had nothing left to live for. Until......she met Xavier, her budding romance, and Isaiah, a mysterious boy in her grade 9 history class.


6. Make Up Date

   History was the only class I didn't have with Xavier; and ironically it was the only class I had with Isaiah. So if I wasn't in History, Xavier was right by side. I didn't see Isaiah anywhere outside of class. Was history the only class he took? He probably ditched the rest. I used to be like that, I remembered. Until I met Xavier; he seemed to make everything ok. Now I was a B+/A- student! His constant neck checks after History got on my nerves though.

   Unfortunately hiding from Isaiah was coming to an end. Mr. Stilts wasn't giving us anymore class time on the project. Meaning I was either going to have to work with Isaiah or fail. Secretly I kinda missed Isaiah. He didn't seem like a bad person, in a scary mysterious way he was sweet. Vampires aren't real, I kept telling myself. I have nothing to be afraid of. Maybe working with Isaiah wouldn't be to bad after all.


   "Do you want to maybe go out for dinner with me this Saturday?" Xavier asked shyly.

   "Sure, why not." I giggled.

   That's what Xavier had broken me down to. Giggling, passing notes back and fourth in class; I had even started walking home for heavens sake! Everyday for the past week Xavier has insisted on walking me home. He never brought up the fact that there were no cars in the driveway...ever. Or the fact that the house always appeared empty while I was at school. He was 100% trusting, and that was a nice change.

   With Saturday night just a few days away, actually let me rephrase that. Sitting at home Friday night I realized I didn't have anything planned out for tomorrow night. Here I was lazing around on the couch watching old Scooby-Doo movies and eating Smart Food popcorn. When I had my very first date with Xavier literary 24 hours away.

   I jogged up the stairs and into my small baby blue room. Upon swinging my closet doors open I find a pitifully low amount of suitable clothes.

   "What to do, what to do." I thought aloud.

   Remembering a special little piece of plastic that mom always kept under a box in her room, I ran downstairs and burst through her door. I slowly crept across the room like a jungle cat stalking her prey. "More like the vampire stalking you." a voice in the back on head whaled.

   "No!" I said to myself, "Vampires aren't real!" But just the same, the thought of Isaiah perched up in that tree sent shivers down my spine. Or maybe it was the freaking creepy dolls placed around my mother's room. Either way I had the sudden urge to run for my life.

   Grabbing the credit card I fled from her room. Finally in the sanctuary of my safe blue walls I examined my find. My mom's emergency use credit card was gleaming and new. Mom wouldn't consider this as an emergency but at that moment, I honestly didn't care. she left me here with no food, no money, and no protection for what she said was going to be 'a few' weeks.

   I needed to make the most out of her misery...I needed to go shopping! 



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