Snippet #2640771

Jamie wasn't long awake when the knock came at the door. He didn't move from where he lay, waiting for his father to answer the door. After a minute or two had passed and he still hadn't answered it, Jamie rolled his eyes, rolling out of bed. He went to the window to see who it was and if it was worth answering, and was somewhat surprised to see Bella standing there. If she was going to yell at him, then she would have either stormed out of school to yell at him or would have called him to yell at him. He figured he was safe enough- for now, at least.

He pulled on his hoodie to cover his arms and headed downstairs, checking his phone as he did so. She'd sent him a few texts- further confirming that she wasn't pissed with him. They'd obviously come in while he was asleep, because he hadn't been aware of them at all. He just needed to really play the sick card with her so she'd believe him. Considering his mother had basically told him that he looked like shit, he felt like she'd believe him.

He opened the door, wrapping his free arm around his torso. "Hey," he said, feeling the first pangs of anxiety starting to burn in his stomach.

Ellie had just left the house when Nate's text arrived. A letter from her methadone clinic had arrived, and she had an appointment with her doctor the following week. It was after school, though, so she wouldn't have to abandon Nate in class. He'd be glad for that.

To: Nate
I'm on my way! Some of us actually do some homework, you know.

She had her clothes for the night out in her bag, as well as a change of clothes for the following day and her handbag for the night itself. She was all set, and she was looking forward to it. It was going to be a good night, and she was planning on getting pretty drunk.

When she reached Nate's, she knocked at the door. Almost immediately, she could hear their dog barking at the door, waiting to greet her. She braced herself to be ambushed by the German Shepard when Nate opened the door.