I woke up at 10 A.M. I got out of bed and went downstairs.
I saw my parents at the kitchen table looking disappointed.
“So, you got detention for skipping class?” My mom asked. My heart began to race so fast.
“Y-Yes,” I stuttered.
“Why?!” My dad asked angrily.
“I was singing a song and I got lost in it,” I said leaving out Jayden.
“Really? ‘Cause there was a boy who also got detention,” my mom said folding her hands.
“So, you were singing a song with a boy. Y’all two got lost in it and skipped class?” My dad asked.
“Yeah,” I said quietly.
“Ok. You’re on punishment,” my mom said.
“And, you also snuck out of detention,” my mom said.
“Yes,” I said.
“No wonder you came home at 2 o’ clock in the morning! Plus, you still have on the clothes you had on yesterday!” My dad snapped.
“Get upstairs!” My mom snapped. I did as she told me to.
I threw myself on the bed and looked up at the ceiling.
Jayden is just fun to hang out with. I wanna have more days like that. Just me and him. I smiled at the thought of it.
I quickly came back to reality. I can’t fall for him! He’s nice, cute, and funny, but I can’t fall for him.
It was in the middle of the afternoon and I was watching Sponge Bob. During the commercials, I went upstairs, grabbed my phone, and went back downstairs to the couch. Then, after a while, I got bored, turned the TV off, grabbed my phone, and went outside.
I kept walking until I got to the beach. I came here all the time during the summer. I sat down on the rocks. The beach is small and rocky. The ocean is dark blue, has choppy waves, and ice cold water. But, that’s how I like it.
Then, I saw someone I didn’t expect to see: Jayden. He saw me, walked over, and sat next to me.
“Hey,” He said.
“Hey. How did it go with your parents?” I asked him.
“I’m on punishment,” he answered.
“I don’t think they want me talking to you,” I said. He raised his eyebrows.
“Yeah,” I said.
“Um, okay,” he said.
“Wanna swim?” I asked him.
“This water is ice cold, no,” he said.
“You’re no fun,” I teased.
“I don’t like cold water,” he said.
“Fine.” I rolled my eyes.
“But, you can get in,” he suggested.
“No, thanks,” I shook my head.
“Fine. Um, do you wanna watch something?” He asked me.
“Like what?” I asked. He shrugged his shoulders as a response.
“Or do you wanna play something?” I asked.
“Nah. Um, do you come here often?” He asked.
I nodded my head as a response. “Do you?” I asked.
“Yeah,” He said. “It’s where I come to escape. Clear my head, ya know?” He looked at me.
“Yeah,” I said in a whisper.
“Are you okay? You seem out of it,” he asked with worry in his voice.
“I’m okay,” I said.
“You sure, Toni?” He asked.
“Yeah.” Then I got a text from Kenya that said, “I’m scared.”
K: I’m not okay. I had a horrible summer.
T: what happened?
K: I don’t wanna talk about it.
T: okay... but what are you scared about?
K: that I’m gonna lose myself.
T: what do you mean?
K: I gotta go, T. Bye.
I knew something wasn’t right with her. But, what? What did she mean by “that I’m going to lose myself?” Questions were running through my head. She’s making me even more worried.
“Are you alright?” I heard Jayden ask, pulling me out of my thoughts. I avoided his eyes.
“Toni?” He took off his shoes and socks, then went into the water, which came up to his waist.
“What’s wrong?” He asked looking into my eyes.
“It’s Kenya,” I finally answered.
“What about her?”
“She’s not talking, but all I know is she had a bad summer,” I answered.
“Anything else?” He asked. I shook my head as a response.
“She’s gonna be okay,” he said.
“I hope so,” I said. Jayden then jumped out of the water and sat next to me.
“It’s just she said ‘that I’m gonna lose myself,’ and when I asked her what she meant by that, she said ‘I gotta go, T. Later’,” I explained. He threw his arm around me.
“She is going to be okay, Toni.”
“I’m just worried about her. When she came back from summer, she was really quiet. Quieter than usual,” I explained.
“Maybe, on Monday, you could sit her down and talk to her about it,” he suggested taking his arm off of me.
“Thanks, J. That’s a good idea.”
“But, I gotta go,” I said standing up.
“Okay.” Jayden stood up and hugged me. “Bye, T. I hope we can do this again.” He smiled at me.
“Me too.” I returned the smile.
“Later,” He said.
“Bye,” I said walking away.
I went upstairs and took a shower. Lately, all I can think about is Jayden. Does that mean I like him?
I mean, chills go down my spine when we get close, my heart begins to race, it’s official: I like Jayden.