Clara.
The moment I realised I hadn’t left my phone on charge the night before, I knew it was bound to be a terrible morning.
The horrendous morning only seemed to spiral, it went as followed –505Please respect copyright.PENANAifUFqFwJGk
6:30: I woke up, realised what day it was and decided to crawl back under the sheets.505Please respect copyright.PENANArRyxDpZerH
7:00: I really woke up, and realised I was going to be terribly late, and in a terrible mood considering my phone was completely dead. I shoved it into the charger, and, tripping over the thick carpet undressed and hopped in the shower.505Please respect copyright.PENANAaKKOnstv0A
7:15: Now tripping over my own limbs, I dressed for school. A red and black stripped mini-skirt, a tight black tube-top and ankle-boots were the best I could find with only minutes to get dressed. I tied my blonde hair into a thick tangled high-bun and put on my favourite red lipstick. On the bed-side table, my phone seemed to have a panic-attack by the way it buzzed like crazy. My guess, they were texts. Most likely from Toby. Well, drunk-Toby. Drunkby. Pulling on the ankle-boots I hopped over to the bedside table.505Please respect copyright.PENANAcqiAhtn91z
Soberoby [8:15, last night]: Heyyy Clara, it’s Toby tho u probs know that cause im in your contacts so yea im goin over to Blakes and im gonna show that pussy how to really drink. Text me if ur bored and wanna join J 505Please respect copyright.PENANA3SCPmMO3q7
Slighty tipsoby [9:06]: Baaabe, youd b so proud I out-drank half the footy team. Ha.
Drunkby [10:40]: So, few thingz, davie held me locks back whilst I threw up half the foot-ball team into the the toilt
Drunkby 10:41]: Wait, I don’t think that’s how it works wait lemme check
Drunkby: [10:43}: Yea the footy teams fine turns out I meant to say I threw up. My mind had a retarded auto-correct moment there. Haha.
Drunkby [10:45]: Also, may or may not have made out with Davie on a dare don’t b made babeeeeeeeejsjskjskfksvkskkjdsjxjkdxkxd
Drunkby [11:30]: It’s Davie, come pick up ur gf Clara
I’d made a point of not swooping in to save him when he did stupid shit like this, I couldn’t quite decide whether it was a bitch move or not. Either way, Davie probably dropped Toby in the gutter in front of his house, knowing him.
Showered, dressed, and with a slight concern for my boyfriend and the monstrous hang-over he was probably now experiencing, I practically leapt down the steps and snuck round my older sister Lena, sleeping lightly on the couch in what she liked to call her “hobo-outfit.” On my way out the door I managed to grab a pear of the fruit bowl, which I snacked on whilst attempting to pour my concentration into not crashing into the non-existent traffic.
Despite the clear roads, by the time I pulled into North Ermentines High I was already fifteen minutes late.
Oh, how I wished I’d just slept in for the rest of the day.
Maybe if I hadn’t woken so late I wouldn’t have dropped my phone in the middle of a sorry, I’ll make it up to when I get to school, b there soon J
Maybe I wouldn’t have fumbled about, fishing for the phone, only a slither of eye-sight watching the road for those few seconds. Maybe, just maybe I wouldn’t have run the poor boy over. There was a moment, like a stretched out second in time in which I realised what I’d done.
I couldn’t believe it.
Half-stumbling half-falling onto the road, I dialled 967, then 804, then finally typed in the correct 991.
Which services do you require?
“Fuck!” I gasped, finding a boy crumpled and broken on the ground.
Miss?
“Oh, no, no, no!” I cried, my voice hoarse and wavering.
Hands shaking, cheeks and throat warming as warm tears ran freely and nose itching (the way it usually did whenever I cried), I stammered, “N-North Erementines H-high,” Before hanging up and jumping into the Jeep. I didn’t think, I didn’t feel.
I just drove away.505Please respect copyright.PENANAn7w18a4DgO