Meant to Be (The Saving Angels 1)

“Mom, he’s in my history class, I’ll see him in school. Please reconsider, you’re being unreasonable,” the pleading tone entered my voice again.

“Krista, I forbid you to see him; you’re grounded. I will pick you up after school, and I want your cell phone before you go to school.”

“What about Sam?”

I could not believe how she was acting. She’d never grounded me before. We had always gotten along. Why wouldn’t she see reason?

“Sam can still stay over, we already told her foster parents. Sam you don’t have to come home when I pick up Krista in the afternoons, but I would like you back at our house by at least six each night,” my mom said, addressing Sam for the last part.

I felt the anger rise in me again. “You can’t keep me away from him,” I shot at her as I turned and walked out the door.

“Yes I can,” I heard her mumble.

I waited for Sam on the front porch. I used Sam’s method to fight back the waves of emotions. It was a little harder than it had been the first time.

I thought it was because a new emotion had emerged, despair.

Sam came over and gave me a hug and a look of sympathy.

“Don’t worry, we’ll figure this out and you will see him in a little while. We’ll see what ideas the guys have. It’s all going to work out.”

“I’m proud of you for controlling the emotions,” Sam added.

Sam’s words cheered me up. She was right, in a few minutes we would be at school and I would see Mark there. I decided that I would go to his class before homeroom. I no longer cared about keeping our relationship a secret anymore; I just wanted to see him.

We walked briskly to school. Sam didn’t protest the faster pace; she knew I was anxious to see Mark.

The front lawn was as crowded as ever and everyone was buzzing. I didn’t give a second thought to what had gotten them all gossiping so early in the morning. They probably found out something shocking about another student and they were busy spreading it around.

Sam and I headed right to Mark’s class.

I was disappointed to find his classroom empty. We decided to wait for him.

Sam chatted away about trivial things, trying to take my mind off the fight I had with my mom.

I appreciated her chatter; it quieted away the last lingering emotions. Despite everything that happened, I was proud of myself for fighting the emotions back, and I would be damned if I would let the emotions dictate my life ever again.

Mark was still not there as the first bell rang. His room began to fill up with his homeroom students.

“I heard he’s in the office, something about a parent complaining,” I heard a girl say to a friend as they walked in the room.

I looked at Sam. She shrugged her shoulders; neither of us knew what to think.

“Let’s head to homeroom and we’ll check back before first period since we’ll be on this end of the building anyways,” Sam said.

She was right. It would only make matters worse if my mom heard I was late to class.

We left the room and bumped into the last person I wanted to see.

“Looking for your boyfriend? I hear he’s getting the ax. Seems some parent called complaining that an intern was dating her daughter,” Matt said with an evil smile. “Could that be your mom, princess?” He added in a nasty tone.

He draped his arm across my shoulders. “Why don’t you forget about good ol’ teach and go out with me?” He said, trying to turn on the charm.

“I wouldn’t go out with you if you were the last guy on earth.” I said, jerking away from him.

His smile turned nasty again. “We’ll see about that, you’re going to get lonely without your boyfriend,” he said as he walked away.

“My mom wouldn’t do that. She wouldn’t get a person fired from their job, no matter how angry she was,” I said to Sam in a distressed voice.