Abby's Secret

Abby is your average fourteen year old who has just moved from California to New Jersey. She tries to find ways to fit in and act normal but she's crumbling on the inside. All she wants is to go back to California and be with her three best friends who mean the world to her. Her little brother, Todd, gets to her phone and pretends to be Abby and texts a boy from her new school and says she loves him. He has a crush on her and she knows it. Is Abby going to tell this boy the truth that it was actually Todd who texted him, or is she going to lead him on and crush his heart in the end?


17. Sent Home


I arrived at school and made it through my classes up until lunch. I developed a really bad headache and couldn’t concentrate. I went to the nurse and she dialed up my mom and told her to come and pick me up.


                Everyone was at lunch, including the teachers. I went back to my vacant homeroom and grabbed a textbook I had left in the desk then proceeded to my locker. I shoved all my books into my bag and went to the main office to wait for my mom.


                The only time I saw Josh so far today was in science class. The only eye contact I made with him was when he scowled at me. His eyes pierced me and chills ran down my spine. I don’t think the truth hurt his feelings, I think me lying to him hurt his feelings. It’s hard to concentrate on dissecting a frog when you’re in the same room as someone who hates you. That was the most uncomfortable thing about class, knowing he hated me and he wasn’t willing to forgive me.


                Soon enough, my mom showed up and signed me out. She can get real over protective, all she did on the ride home was ask me how I was feeling, as if I was going to pass out at any moment.



                We arrived home and I slowly got out the car and walked in the house. I didn’t really have any homework since it was a Friday. I hung my bag on a hook in the kitchen and went upstairs to change into some pajamas. By the time I came down, my mom already made me some chicken noodle soup. My favorite. I smiled, then thanked my mom and took a seat at the table. My mom made me chicken noodle soup all the time back in California.


                I blew on my hot spoonful of soup and talked with my mom for a bit. Apparently I didn’t blow on it enough because I scooped it into my mouth and stung my tongue. My eyes started to tear up. I blinked and tear ran down my cheek. I wiped it away before it had a chance to hit my jawline.


                “What’s wrong?” My mom asked worriedly.


                “The soup stung my tongue” I lied. She nodded then got up to do the dishes.


                I wasn’t crying because of the soup. I lied to her. I was crying because I hurt Josh’s feelings. I know we weren’t close friends but we could have had a potential friendship and I ruined that. Looking back, I’m sure he would have been perfectly fine with me telling him that Todd got ahold of my phone. No big deal. But no, of course me and my stupid self had to lie and mess everything up between us. The pain of my headache increased and I decided to take a nap.




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