Confused

Chapter 7 (kait)

Great another useless Saturday with nothing to do other than be bossed around and told what to do. it's already 10 so my mom is at work and dad is in bed, Clair will be waking up soon to start telling Haley and I what to do, God I don't want to be hear anymore I think as I slam my head against my pillow. why does Clair get to dictate my life when she can't even control her own yet? It's stupid, oh well no one said life is fair I guess.

I get up and out of bed and look in the mirror, my fuzzy pink night pants hang off my hips a little so you can just barely see the bone, disgusting, I think to myself, I brush my hair and then throw it up in a bun, then I open my drawers to choose an outfit no one will see, I wear regular blue jeans with jewels on the back pockets, and a regular purple shirt, I throw on a red sweater that is just the right size, God it's fucking freezing in this house! I can't wait to move to California where it's always in the sixties and not below fucking twenty degrees! I think to myself, I take one last look at myself, put my phone in my back pocket, and head upstairs to put on some foundation and eye liner.

I get into the bathroom and look in the mirror, my face is clearer today, oh well, I grab the foundation and put on, after that I grab my phone and put on some music, it plays 'kick me' by sws. so naturally I sing along and hit every note correctly. I grab the eyeliner and do one thick line of it, I put that stuff away and grab the blush, I make it light enough to be barely noticeable but make my cheeks pop just a little bit. My eyes bore me, so plain and simple but I don't mess with them anymore. I turn off my music and walk out of bathroom.

When I leave the bathroom Clair is in the kitchen in her pajamas, messy haired eating her breakfast, I ignore her and start cleaning off the counters. It's not to messy just random junk and food that people were to lazy to put away. "What are you planning on doing today? All dressed up and ready to go." Clair says in a snide way.
"Um no where? I just decided to get a head start on what we will have to do."
"Whatever," she says and goes back to eating.

I don't mind it though, it's always like this I guess, even when I'm with my 'friends' I get pushed around and told what to do, a person gets use to it. I finish cleaning it off and wiping it down and move to the table, I work on cleaning off all the scattered food and random junk. Clair leaves and starts telling Haley to get up and get to work, she's reluctant, but she gets up. I go in the living room and grab my earbuds off of the side table and plug them into my phone, finally a little bit of peace from the world around me. I go back into the kitchen and keep cleaning, it's more enjoyable now that I have something to listen to. I have one in and the other one out, otherwise someone would flip shit because I can't hear them.
"I don't get why you have to listen to that kind of music." Haley says rudely.
"I don't get why you like Miley Cyrus." I say in a calm whatever idgf voice.
" she makes good music."
"They make art."
"You're dumb."
"I can't you." I say putting my other earbud in. I take it out though because if Clair saw she'd flip shit. i put my phone in the waste band of my jeans and go about cleaning. my phone buzzes like three times so I finally pull it out and check it. A snap from Luke a, message from Facebook, and a snap from Nathan, a guy who's a grade below me but pretty flipping awesome! Oh and a fourth from...Jackson.