UnEnchanted (An Unfortunate Fairy Tale #1)(19)

“And lock me in the car, so I have to listen to your apology right?” Mina pursed her lips in anger. She couldn’t believe him. He had someone do a background check on them? He had some nerve. “You had no right!” Mina was ticked.

“I had every right.” Brody pulled the car into the school parking lot. He put the car in park and turned toward her, the windshield wipers still moving back and forth, creating a lulling sound. “I knew that if I didn’t get to talk to you outside of school. I wouldn’t ever get the chance to apologize.”

Mina was hurt and angry. Secretly she knew the real reason. “I understand. It’s because you are embarrassed to be seen talking to me in school. I mean after all you’re Brody Carmichael and you have a certain social standing to uphold and I’m just Mina Grimm, a nobody.” Mina unknowingly let her real name slip, but Brody didn’t seem to realize it. He opened his mouth to argue but Mina cut him off. “It’s okay. You’ve apologized see; apology accepted. You’ve done your civic duty and you’re off the hook. Don’t worry; we aren’t going to sue or anything.” Mina jumped out of the car and took off toward the school, leaving Brody to scramble getting the keys out of the ignition.

Running into school Mina ducked into the girl’s bathroom and crumpled in a lone bathroom stall. She couldn’t believe she just had a fight with Brody. Tears burned in her eyes from embarrassment and anger. How could he? She fumed. Why would he go to all of the trouble to search her out, to apologize; when he could have just done it at school? It’s because she was right, he was embarrassed by her. He was embarrassed that she, boring old Mina, saved his life.

Mina wiped away her tears and walked to the sink to try and fix what damage the rain had done to her hair. The rain had added a slight wave to her brown hair which was not unattractive. It fell past her shoulders and was mostly dry thanks to the awesome heaters in Brody’s car. Mina felt queasy as soon as she remembered her words spoken in anger to Brody. He’s just a boy, it will all blow over and he will forget you. She told herself.

The first warning bell rang and Mina heard the door open and three girls rushed into the bathroom, to apply a final layer of makeup before class.

“Did you see Brody out there?” one girl whispered. “He looks angry, wonder what Savannah said to tick him off.” She pulled out a giant can of aerosol hairspray out of her back pack and began to spray it heavily to her styled locks.

Mina started to cough and back up from the sink.

“Didn’t you hear?” A brunette commented between mascara swipes. “They are officially over.”

“Since when?” The chunky one asked.

“Since that terrible day when he almost died.”

“But I thought they got back together?” Aerosol girl commented.

“For only a few hours, he broke it off after school.” Mascara teen preened knowledgeably.

“Excuse me.” Mina interrupted and all three heads snapped in her direction. Each of them appraised her and the chunky one frowned in disapproval. “Did you say that Brody is outside these doors?”

“What’s it to you. Thinking you’re going to move in now that he’s single? I can tell you right now, that you’re not his type.” The dark haired girl put down her mascara and looked at Mina.

“No, far from it. I’m actually going out of my way to avoid running in to him,” Mina spoke truthfully.

She must have believed her because she answered. “Not anymore, he was pacing the hall for a few minutes but I saw him head toward his first class.”

Mina sighed. “Thanks.” She rushed out of the bathroom and made it to her first hour class just as the second bell was ringing. Mina slid into her desk and Nan immediately leaned over whispered. “Is it true?”

“Is what true?” Mina whispered back pulling out her history textbook, to try and review for a test that was later today.

“That Brody drove you to school. Are you two and item?” Nan whispered.

Mina couldn’t believe how quickly things spread in this school. “No! He gave me a ride and that’s it.”

“But I saw,” Nan started.

“Please Nan, I will tell you at lunch. I promise,” Mina begged.

Nan saw the hint of tears in her best friend’s eyes and she let her questions drop. A good friend knew when to be supportive and when to press. Sighing Nan leaned back and looked at her brand new iPhone, a gift from a friend of the family’s after they learned she dropped it trying to help Mina and Brody. Nan’s fingers gently tapped a response to the text message she received moments ago.

Upset. Give Time.





Chapter 7


“Spill,” Nan demanded once they had taken their trays over to a table far away from prying ears. Mina had selected the corner one because it was the farthest table from the one Brody sat at with his friends.

“It’s entirely your fault Nan. I went to deliver the stupid packet because you wouldn’t do it. And after totally embarrassing myself in front of Mrs. Carmichael who had no clue as to my reason for being there, Brody drove up and ran over my bike!”

“O-M-G!” Nan spoke aloud one of her texting phrases. “What did you do?”

“I was so embarrassed, I ran.”

“You WHAT?” Nan jumped back and slapped the table.