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Chapter Two
Volleyball was quick today. Thank God, I don't think I could of handled it any longer.
"Bye Allison! See you Wednesday!" Stephanie yelled from down the hall. I turn and smile and say "Bye! Text me." I tug at the ponytail holder in my hair and let my naturally-highlighted blonde hair cascade half-way down my back. I walk the rest of the long hallway and make it out the door and start walking on the prairie path leading to my neighborhood. It's that part of fall where the leaves are just starting to change colors, and it's still warm outside. I plug my earphones in, and Katy Perry hums in my ears. In the middle of the song "The One That Got Away" I heard laughing. I turn around, but not all the way. I didn't have time. Before I could realize what was happening, I was on the ground.
"Oh my god, I am so sorry!" I feel a firm hand lift me up. "I was just fooling around on my bike with Chase, and I didn't see you. Are you okay? Are you bleeding?"
I look down, but my jeans saved me from getting scraped.
"I'm fine, don't worry about it." I finally grow the confidence to look him in the eyes. "Justin?" I ask.
"Hey Allison.." his sentence sounded incomplete, like he was going to say something more but cut back at the last second. "Wow."
"What?" I ask, curious.
"Nothing, just your eyes. Wow, their more green then I remember. It's really pretty." He said staring into them.
I look away, and picked up my bags that had fallen. "I have to go, dinner's on the table." I lied.
"Wait! Can I call you tonight?" he asked grabbing my arm.
"Oh, um... sure." I said, regretting it after I answered.
"Cool, talk to you later then Allison." He said smiling.
Chase stared at me raising his eyebrows. I turn quickly and start walking back home, and they pass me and I heard Justin say "Wow, she's gotten hot."
Was he hitting on me? Did he want me back? We only dated for a month, before we broke up because I never wanted to do anything. I was protective of my feelings, I didn't want to get hurt. It'd been a year though.. maybe I'd changed. The last time I had any action with a guy after the break up was with this guy at summer camp named Ryan. I got dared to kiss him behind the cabin. It wasn't a big deal to him, but that was my first kiss. It wasn't worth it, but I don't like to think about it. I get to my house and entered my garage code, and set my volleyball stuff down in the garage. I walk into my house and am instantly greeted by both my parents.
"Hi Allie! How was school today?" They've been calling me Allie as long as I can remember.
"It was fine, just school." I answer, the feeling of hunger growing in my stomach. I sit down at the table with my parents. Mom had made her special lasanga tonight. She doesn't make it unless it's someone's birthday or something serious is happening. Last time it was because my grandpa had died. I look up without picking up my fork.
"Mom? Dad?" I said, expecting them to tell me the news. Mom already had picked up her fork, and dad already took a bite. They exchanged glances, and then both set down the silverware.
"Well..." My mom began taking a pause, as if she was trying to find the words she was looking for. "Your dad and I haven't been agreeing a lot, and we think it's best if we..." she trailed off, gulped, and finished "see new people."
"Like a divorce?!" I said panicking.
"Yes, but you'll be okay, it'll all be just fine!" she tried to reassure me.
But I already had tears streaming down my face.
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