GENRE: Contemporary YA
There are three really stupid reasons I shouldn’t go out tonight.
“I’m just staying the night at Leah’s.” I stand in front of them blocking their view from the TV. There’s a commercial break so I have their attention.
“I don’t know…” My mom glances nervously at my dad. She’s worried and probably should be. If it were up to her, I would be strapped to a hospital bed, hooked up to a bunch of bleeping machines reporting every single one of my body’s levels and functions.
The first reason I shouldn't go out is that if my parents knew where I was really going, they’d be mad. Really, really mad. Like, murder-me-themselves-instead-of-waiting-for-the-inevitable mad.
“All we’re going to do is watch movies. And make popcorn.” I look at my dad with big, pleading eyes. And braid each other’s hair. Like good, healthy girls do.
“Hailey,” he says in that way that makes me feel like I’m five. “I don’t think it’s a good idea right now.” I open my mouth to say something, but he holds up a hand. “I mean, I think you should take it easy. At least for tonight.”
“I can take it easy at Leah’s house.” I know I’m talking too fast. I’m going to blow this. “I promise, I won’t exert myself. I’ll lie around all night. We’ll go to bed early. I’ll—”
There’s a honk in the driveway, and I flash him one more desperate look. Please, please just let me have one more night. This night.