I did not eat anything last night. The next morning, I just grabbed an apple from the kitchen and ran out to meet Jade. When she asked how I got home, I lied. I said my stepbrother gave me a ride. But the truth is, I walked the whole way.
How do I tell her she was right? That I said no when he offered to take me home because I could not stand the idea of being in the car with him and that woman. He did not really want to drive me anyway. And it is not his fault this town is so small and useless.
After school, I went straight to my room and locked the door. My plan is easy: only talk to my awful stepbrother if I absolutely have to. My stomach growled again. I pushed my face into my pillow and let out a silent scream. The only real food I had today was the garbage they served in the cafeteria. This whole plan to avoid Anderson is starting to backfire. He is not the one going hungry. I am.
