Monday came way too fast and for once, I did not want to go to school. Now, that doesn't sound like me at all. The black eye I received from my ex got worse, much worse. I didn't want to go in fear that the kids would ask me many questions that I would not know how to answer. I decided to call Madison to ask what I should do.

"Hello?"

"Hey, I have a question."

"Yeah?"

"My eye got worse and I don't know if I should go in or not. I really don't feel like it."

"That's a tough one. Your black eye is going to be bad for a while, so I'd just cover it up with something and go in. You could tell the kids that you felt like looking like a pirate for a couple weeks."

I laughed.

"That doesn't sound like a bad idea, actually."

"I'll see you at school, then?"

"Yep. You'll see me."

"Ok. See you later."

"See ya."

"Bye."

"Bye."

I hung up and laughed. I couldn't believe that I was going to go in with an eye patch.
Once I found one, I put it on and looked in the mirror. I looked freaking ridiculous, but if I wanted to go into school, this would be the best thing to do. I took it off, showered quickly, dressed and finished getting ready in no time. I arrived at school early and found Maddy waiting for me in the parking lot.

"Hey. You're looking fashionable with that eye patch."

"Shut up. I do not."

"You do too."

I gave her a look.

"You can't even have fun with this? You need to lighten up."

"I'll try, but this is going to be a weird week or so; that's for sure."

"Yeah, but it won't be too bad."

I nodded.

"I wonder what Marc's going to think. I don't know if I should send him a text or give him a call at lunch."

"Personally, I think you should call him."

"I'll think about it."

"You do that."

We talked for a couple more minutes then went our separate ways. All I could think of was how this day was going to go. When class began, I noticed everyone was curious as to why I had an eye patch.

"Miss. Leyton, why do you look a pirate?" Matt, a child from Maddy's class, asked.

"Well, Matt, I felt like dressing up as a pirate. I might do the same tomorrow too. What do you think?"

"I think it's awesome!" he exclaimed, while the other kids cheered in unison.

For the rest of the day, that's what I told each class I had. I was wrong about how bad it could've went. I wanted to call Marc, but I figured he was at the Bell Centre getting ready for tonight's game. I did not want Marc to see me like this afterward on Skype, so I decided to text him.

I don't feel like talking to you after the game. Is that okay?

A few seconds later...

That's okay. What's wrong?

I sighed.

I don't wanna talk about it. :/

It can't be that bad.

It is.

I started to tear up and I didn't know why. Suddenly, the phone rang and I answered it immediately.

"Hello?"

"Hey. Will you tell me what's up?"

"No. I won't."

"Will you stop being stubborn? I'm seriously worried about you."

"I won't stop. That's just how I am."

He sighed.

"Whatever it is, you can talk to me about it."

"You know what, I'll talk to you later. It's not that bad. You'll find out then."

"Ok. I'll see you later."

"See ya."

I ended up logging on after the game he didn't play in and right before midnight, he logged on since it took a long time for him to get alone. I felt sad because I couldn't see him face to face but at the same time, I was able to see him, so things evened themselves out. Oddly enough on a Monday night at midnight, Marc and I spoke on the computer for the first time ever. Luckily, when he first appeared on my screen, he didn't notice my eye, so that went well and I hoped that he wouldn't, which wasn't likely to happen. Oh shit. When I was about to speak to him, I kept taking deep breaths to prepare me for what he was going to say.

"Hey sexy."

"Hey, you scared me."

"I was hoping for a different reaction, but that one was nice too."

He laughed as well.

I decided to talk about my eye. I might as well.

"My eye still hurts, by the way."

"Is that why you didn't want to see me after the game?"

"Yeah..." I said, looking away.

"I don't care what you look like, but I don't blame you. Wearing an eye patch sucks."

"You know, it was Madison's idea."

"You went to school?"

"Yeah. At first, I didn't want to go to school and then I called her. She told me to say that I was feeling like dressing up like a pirate for a while to the kids."

He laughed.

"She's hilarious."

"You can say that again."

"I miss you, by the way. I wanna kiss those lips of yours."

He blushed.

"I'll be right back."

I changed into my pink nightgown quickly and came back.

"You look your best when you're wearing pink, you know that?" he said.

"No. I didn't. Thanks so much."

"You're welcome so much."

I giggled as he blew me a kiss, then my phone rang.

"Sorry. I have to take this."

"That's okay."

"Hello?"

"Bella?"

"Yeah?"

It was Alex, my younger brother. Why was he calling me at this hour?

"Sorry I'm calling so late."

"Alex, it's fine. I wasn't even sleeping. What's up?"

"I know this is random, but there is this girl I met at school, who I want you to meet."

"Aww...is wittle Alex in love?"

"Bella, shut up! Yes and I want your approval."

"Do you wanna come up this weekend?"

"That sounds good. I'll talk to you more about this later. I know you have to get up early."

"Ok. Love ya Alex."

"Love ya Bella."

We hung up and I turned to Marc who was playing with his phone.

"So, who was that?"

"My little brother Alex. Well, he's not little anymore. He's nineteen, but you get what I am saying. He wants me to meet this girl he met at school and is in love with. He wants my approval. Isn't that cute?"

"Yeah. It's very cute."

"I wish you could meet him, but you're busy this weekend."

I put on my sad face and he laughed.

"I'll meet him sometime, though."

I nodded.

"Yeah, that's true. You know what?"

"What?"

"I totally wanna make out with you right now." he said, laughing.

"So do I, but that'll have to wait."

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