Not Just a Number: A Young Adult Contemporary Novel by Sara Michaels

Author:Sara Michaels [Michaels, Sara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sara Michaels Books
Published: 2021-02-08T22:00:00+00:00

My eyelids felt like two large men were sitting on each one, and when I could eventually open them I saw the sky. That did not make sense. Why was I seeing the sky? I had just been walking with Ryan. My view had been houses and trees, and occasionally I had looked at him, but now I was seeing the sky?

I blinked again and saw Ryan’s face appear, hovering over mine like he was separated from his body.

“What’s going…” The words did not want to form, and I was pretty sure that I sounded like I was drunk. Ryan looked like he might cry. He stroked my hair. Well, that was nice, but it still did not explain what the hell was happening.

“Hey, take it easy. Are you okay?” Ryan asked, his voice reverberating with emotion. I had no idea if I was okay or not, or even what ‘okay’ meant.

Lifting my head slightly, I realized that I was on the pavement. That explained why I felt like I was lying on the hardest bed known to man. Had I tripped and fallen? Then, with a touch of embarrassment, I realized that my head was actually in Ryan’s lap. He was on the ground with me.

“Here, have some water.” He had my water bottle in his hand and gently held it to my lips.

The gulp of water was refreshing, but my body still felt heavy and immoveable. I pushed myself up with my arms, and Ryan helped me to sit up.

“What happened?” I asked, blinking fast but moving with slow determination.

“You passed out, Abby.” His voice was desperate and terrified. “Wait, I’ve got juice here. I think you need some sugar.” He rummaged around in his backpack and retrieved a bottle of orange juice, which he unscrewed and handed to me. I was sitting on the curb now, my butt on the pavement and my feet on the road. Ryan was next to me, watching me carefully as I sipped the juice, his arm still placed behind me in case I fell backward. I immediately thought about all the sugar in the juice and sipped it tentatively. “Abby, drink it, you need sugar.” He was right, of course, and with every sip I could feel myself coming around.

“Well, that was weird,” I said as lightly as possible. Maybe I could still turn this around. None of the concern on Ryan’s face had faded though, and he took the juice from my hand, screwed the cap back on, and placed it on the curb between us. We sat in silence for a moment. Why the hell had I passed out? This was so embarrassing. My coat suddenly felt like it was on fire, and I struggled to get it off while Ryan helped me.

I don’t know what I had expected to happen next, but it wasn’t that he would take my hand. I immediately felt embarrassed because mine were clammy and his were dry and cool. He didn’t seem to notice though, and he folded his other hand over the top of mine, enveloping it in a cocoon.

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