Throughout that day in school, I didn’t enter the classroom till it was closing already. I was too ashamed to enter into the classroom and face the students – who’d probably mock at me.
I was not ready to hear their taunting words that that would probably throw at me.
They sure were expecting me to be Xavier’s date and I’ve been all eager and proud about it.
And now Xavier didn’t choose me – making it so humiliating.
I was in the garden, crying my eyes out and preparing both my body and soul for the mocking words I’m gonna sure get from the students – especially the ones that I had rubbed it to their faces that I would definitely be chosen.
Why would Xavier do this to me?
Why didn’t he choose me?
I’ve known him for years and he didn’t choose me but Delaney who just came in within just a short period of time – he chose her.
What did he even see in her?
I’ll just hope that he hasn’t fallen in love with her, else… I wouldn’t be able to take it.
I really wanted to be chosen as Xavier’s prom date but since he didn’t choose me, then I’ll hope that he’d choose me as his girlfriend.
I just hope I’ll be that lucky girl.
I stomped to my room, feeling rather angry and upset.
I felt bittered and at that moment, I felt like punching something real bad to let out my anger.
So, after my gifts – even if I knew they weren’t expensive, Xavier didn’t choose me as his prom date but that girl – Delaney or whatever they call her.
I was expecting that my name would be called as Xavier’s prom date but I was really sad and angry that he didn’t choose me.
He didn’t even make Chelsea his prom date and he went ahead to choose someone else?
Someone we didn’t expect him to choose.
I felt really down casted and I almost felt like ripping off Xavier’s mouth he used in calling Delaney’s name.
Thinking about it is making me more upset.
I got to my room and undressed. I packed my hair in a messy bun and walked to my bathroom.
I stood under the shower and let the water cascade down my nude self.
After I was done bathing, I toweled my body and wore a simple outfit.
I got downstairs and started for the kitchen and started preparing dinner before mom would come back from the hospital.
“So mom, I’ve been thinking…” I started and exhaled. I mentally prepared myself for whatever thing mom is gonna say and how she’s gonna react too.
“What?” She asked and stared intently at me.
“So I’ve been thinking, I don’t like the way we are living. We are supposed to be at dad’s mansion and enjoying the luxury his child and wife are enjoying.
We have legal rights to enjoy them too. Dad’s been hiding us away from them and I think it’s time we show ourselves.
Why don’t we go to dad’s mansion and confront dad? Whatsoever that’s gonna happen should happen.
Let’s tell him that we want to leave in that mansion even though his wife and child doesn’t likes us. Besides, he needs to tell them that he had a family outside.” I explained.
Mom was quiet and I was trying hard to read her expression but I couldn’t tell what was going on in her mind.
She didn’t look angry or sad.
“Wow Alicia! I’ve also been thinking about it too!” She finally said, with a smile on her face.
I released the breathe I didn’t know I was holding and smiled.
“Really mom?” I asked.
“Yes. But I’ll think it through tonight and by tomorrow, I’ll tell you my final decision. I’m tired of struggling hard to provide for us in this house and living in this kind of a house when I know I’m supposed to be living in somewhere better.” Mom sighed.
“Alright mom. I’ll wait.” I said simply.
Thank goodness I’m not the only one in this – mom supports me as well.