She silently steps away from the bushes and walks around to the front of the house. “Hey guys.”
Navid and Eli look at each other and then back at her with horror in their eyes. “Have you been outside long?” Eli asks. Her anger wants her to make them squirm, but instead she eases their minds.
“Oh not long, I just came out for a stroll.” They both let out a sigh of relief. “I’ll see you guys later. I’m going to walk around and sightsee a little before dinner.”
“Okay, just be careful!” Navid shouts.
She doesn’t bother acknowledging his fake concern for her and keeps moving without looking back. Her mind is in desperate need of relief. If she doesn’t block everyone and everything out, she’ll lose her mind. As she walks down the desolate road, she feels like she’s on an adventure. The country is so beautiful to her. Everything is organic and free. She can see nothing but land and greenery. Farther down the road, she stumbles upon a few houses tucked away behind large trees.
At least I know I’m not all alone out here with these circus freaks. The next house must be about a half mile’s distance from her front yard. Another one sits a little closer to that one. She’s happy to know there’s a little community out here and assumes there must be a high school nearby. The thought of high school and friends makes her sad, being that she desperately misses her old life. She and her friends Sabrina and Danika had so many plans for junior year and how they were going to try out for cheerleading together. But within the blink of an eye, everything was ripped away from her. Her mind shifts back to Alexandria and how her mother’s going to miss all the important moments in her life, such as prom, her first boyfriend, and her first kiss.
“This really sucks,” she cries. She sits down where she’s standing and weeps, wishing to disappear.
“Amelia! Amelia!” Navid yells.
Her head pops up as she realizes she’s in the middle of the street and a car is coming. She runs back as fast as she can. “What’s going on? You scared me!” she pants.
“Oh sorry. Mom wanted me to tell you that dinner’s ready,” he laughs. He turns and walks back inside. She hurriedly dries her face and puts on a fake smile as she enters the house, where Leona stares at her suspiciously.
“Are you okay? Your face looks a little red,” Leona asks while setting the table.