Broken (The Siren Series #1) Read Online Free PDF

ok,” I lied.
“Things haven’t really been going good for me lately.”
    “ Do you want to talk about it?” He
asked.
    I was so tempted to tell him everything about
what’s happening theses past few days but I decided not to. He
waited for my answer with his sparking eyes upon me.
    “ No, it’s nothing really. But thank
you.” I said and headed straight out the door. Becky followed
behind me. We were meant to meet up with Lilly and eat together,
but we were late. We both rushed down to the hall and found Lilly
sitting beside herself looking lonely. Down the massive dining
hall, sitting at a table was Beth. She was facing the entrance as
if she was waiting for someone. Beth was sitting with a group of
girls laughing and giggling amongst themselves. I didn’t want to
look at her anymore so Becky and I bought our sandwiches and sat
down with Lilly, but before I could eat my food Becky was the first
one to speak.
    “ What Mr. Drop Dead Gorgeous said was
really nice.” Becky said as she took a big chunk out of her
sandwich.
    “ You were listening!?” I
asked.
    “ What are you talking about?” asked
Lilly.
    “ Just about Mr. Drop Dead Gorgeous.”
replied Becky.
    “ Did you say anything to him?” Lilly
asked eagerly.
    “ No, he talked to me as we were coming
out of the class and he was ok about it. He even said sorry about
it, thinking that it was his fault.” I said.
    “ That was nice of him” Lilly
said.
    “ I think I may even like him more.”
Becky swooned.
    I just stared down at the unappealing
sandwich I held in my hand. Maybe I had been making a huge fuss of
things lately. I just had to relax and try not to get worked up
about things.
    “ O.M.G Ellie I totally forgot, what the
hell happened last night?” Lilly asked.
    “ Oh yeah that was scary Ellie.” said
Becky.
    I looked up from my food. I didn’t realize
what they were talking about until it hit me.
    “ Oh you mean when we were on chat last
night?”
    Lilly and Becky looked straight at me with
intense looks on their face.
    “ I just didn’t feel well that’s all.” I
replied.
    “ Bullshit.” Lilly said.
    “ Lilly!” Becky shouted.
    “ Come on Ellie, tell us.”
    “ I don’t know what’s wrong with me,
honestly I don’t.” I said.
    “ Come on Ellie tell you what’s really
going on, we’re your friends.” Lilly pestered.
    “ I don’t, I-I can’t.” I
hesitated.
    I jumped to my feet and left the girls
sitting on the table. I needed a moment to myself. I ran into the
nearest toilet knocking one or two students who were in my
path.
    A powerful bleach smell lingered around the
toilets. I ran into one of the stalls and slammed the door closed
that shook the stalls around me. I sat onto the toilet seat lid,
(whipping it first of course, yuck) I nearly started to cry, I
could feel it building up, when I decided that I didn’t want to
feel like this anymore. I wanted things to get better and moaning
or crying about it won’t make that happen. Hearing Lilly react like
that was weird, normally she was the calm one, and I would have
thought Becky would say something like that. It felt wrong for it
to come from Lilly. Maybe she was getting fed up of my crap. I tore
off some toilet paper and dabbed at my eyes, trying not to smudge
my make-up.
    I walked to my last lesson of the day,
art. I love art very much, and it was my favorite lesson. It made
me calm and I could sort out my thoughts easily, without any
hassle, and sometimes we were allowed to listen to our IPods . My teacher Miss. Days was a
wonderful welsh woman. She was a tall woman with a colorful dress
sense. Sometimes she had her hair in a bun with pencils woven into
it. Miss. Days was always helpful when you needed it, and would
listen to you if you had any problems. I sat down at my usual seat
and she greeted me with a heartfelt smile. Her smile was warm and
loving, a mother’s smile. I don’t really remember my mother’s smile
but I would like to think it could be