CHAPTER SIX
"Miss. Hurst? Would you care to join us?" I look away from the wall to my teacher and feel my face flush at the sudden attention.
"Yes Mrs. Stone. Uh, yeah."
"Good then. That means you can tell me what I need to do first to find the angle of this triangle."
"Um, identify the sides."
"Yes," she points to the longest side, "This one?"
"Hypotenuse, and the side opposite the desired angle is the opposite and the last side is the adjacent."
"Mr. Saunders. Why is it called so?"
"Because it is adjacent to the other sides."
"Right. Next step Miss. Johnstone."
I let out a slow breath and take my notes. I need to stop my mind and go into robot mode I think. Just take the notes do the work and block out everything else.
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"Hey Lil."
I turn around and see my friend walk up to me with a grin set upon her face and cant help but allow a smile of my own to appear with my friends arrival. "Hello."
"Do you mind if we stop in town first. My Dad asked me to buy some cat food."
"Cat food?" I ask as we begin our walk to the bus stop.
"Yeah there's a stray hanging around and....well you should know how my Dad is with animals and all that."
"Oh, right."
We walk pretty slow and Isabelle talks about her last class. She had math as well. She's in VCE math unlike me. I'm just average so I chose just Advance. I squint my nose as she tells me that she has to complete 12.1 tonight and hand it into her teacher tomorrow morning. I'm glad I am only in advance...
Nothing much happens on the bus or at the shops. We talk about the weather (Which had been odd recently), about school and Isabelle makes jokes about Susan and this guy she has a crush on.
A touch of my elbow to catcg my attention, "What about you Lil? You got a secret crush on anyone?"
"No. If I liked someone I'd tell them. What about you?"
"Yea~ I do.."
Her answer catches me off guard. "Who?"
Isabelle laughs. "If I told you then it wouldn't be a secret anymore would it?"
"Well no but, you can't just say you have a 'secret' crush and not expect me to ask!"
"No I spose I can't can I?" Isabelle pauses in thought for a moment as we walk down the street. She swings the bag subconsciously and finally answers, "but I can tell you I have a secret crush and not tell yo who it is though."
I shake my head at my friends answer. "How much do you like them?"
"A lot."
"How long?" I ask my eyes never leaving my friends face.
I see her blush. "A long time." she answers.
I frown and am about to question my friend further when I hear the sound of a horn. I look over to see that my Mum has pulled up on the side road and is waving to me.
"Oh, I've got to go Isabelle. Uh, see you tomorrow." I go to leave but Isabelle takes my arm first.
"Call me tonight if it's okay for you to come over. 'Kay?" She lets go of my arm.
"Uh, okay then. Tonight after I've asked." I give her a wave and jog to the car. I toss my bag into the boot before getting into the front seat. "What are you doing out of work so early?"
"What? Not happy to see your mother?" Mum jibes jokingly. I say nothing. "There was a fire at work today. Some new tool." She shook her head as we stopped at a red light. "I mean honestly these new workers just get dumber and dumber all of the time. But no, George said this kid was good. That he had "huge potential" HA! He nearly burnt out our kitchen on his first day!"
I sit in silence at my Mums ramblings. Actually they were worse then just ramblings.. They were ramblings about my real 'dad' the biological one..She goes on for a while longer before laughing and saying "Oh, well. Maybe now that your Dad's realized his mistake..mmn, perhaps he'll wake up to himself and let me take over the hiring and such business. I mean after all it is I who has to work with whoever the hell he chooses.." There is a pause where I am expected to have input in the conversation and I mumble something unintelligible and ignored.
"Do you have homework?" My Mother asks me.
"Why?"
"Well, George has a game on tonight and I was thinking of going.."
"Oh, okay."
"Together you know..you me Sam. We can all cheer your brother on together."
My stomach churns... "Uh, no. I'll stay home."
My mother slams the heel of her hand into the steering wheel. "Why not Delilah, you know I can't remember the last time we went out as a family." The light goes green and my mother drives off.
"I have maths.. Due by the end of the week. I want it done.."
My mother lets out a sigh. "What ever kiddo." She looks over to me and gives me a small smile. "I can't argue with you doing your homework can I?" She looks back at the road and lets out a shaky laugh. The next thing she says to herself..but I hear it anyway.. "Good kid."
I look down at my lap. If only I could tell her why I really can't go..Oh, if only I could.
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My mother is doing the dishes and George is asleep. Now's the time to ask dad if I can go to Isabelles. I go into the lounge where he's watching my old favorite show. I wait behind the couch out of his view until an ad comes on then bracing myself I wonder around and stand across from him.
"Hey Delilah," He smiles. " I thought you'd be doing that math homework?"
"Humn..yeah, it's almost done."
"Good, good."
"And I was wondering if I could go over to Isabelles tomorrow night for a sleep over."
Dad raises his eyebrows at me, "a sleep over..? I don't know you have school the day after." He scratches his stubbed chin. Uncertain.
"I know. That is why Isabelle asked me. I was going to help her prepare for our English test."
"Oh, so it's okay by her father?"
"Yes" I don't really know that. But Isabelles father is a good man and loves having me over. So it most likely will be a yes any way..
"Hnn. Alright then. Will he drop you off Frid'y afternoon?"
"Uh, yes. It'll be fine."
"Okay then. See you Friday then."
There's a loud gunshot behind me and I jump, startled by the sound so sudden.
But it's just the T.V. and before dad can laugh at me I run to my room ans close the door behind me snipping it locked with the snap lock I had put on the door. I go toward my bed but pause at the mirror hanging on the wall.. I turn so I can see myself face on. I walk forward and rest my forehead against the icy cold glass. The room is dark yet my eyes are bright...The pale blue of my eyes appear as a crystalized white and the light mahogany brows frown. Casting a shadow over the eyes. I then close my eyes completely and take in a breath..It is time for sleep because for once I am tired.
I call Isabelle on my mobile with a quick affirmative on the sleep over before collapsing on my bed fully clothed and exhausted.
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