Breaking Free

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

A gasp escaped my lips as I caught sight of my appearance in the mirror. I looked beautiful. The small amount of foundation I applied made my face glow. The mascara I brushed my eyelashes with made them look so long, dark, and sexy. My natural blush fell straight across my high cheek bones. My deep blue eyes were practically popping out of their sockets (in a good way!) Because of the eye shadow I had put on. And finally, my natural blond highlights shone through my thick, dirty blonde hair, as it fell to my shoulders. The dress I wore hugged my body in just the right places, showing off my curves. 

I truly wish I could work up the confidence to allow myself to be seen like this in public. Maybe then I wouldn't be such a socially retarded loser, and I could actually get a date. I looked so good compared to my normal appearance. Which usually consisted of my hair in a low, messy bun on the back of my head. I also have never, and would never wear makeup in public. Its too girly-girl for me. I wish I had the courage to do something like that. Don't get me wrong or anything, I wouldn't really call myself ugly, but I wasn't as beautiful as most of the other girls in my school. I wish I could rewind time, and grow up as a normal teenage girl. Parties, sleepovers, boys, cute clothes, etc. But no, instead I grew up dressing like a man, and hiding from every boy that ever tried to talk to me. DAMN! WHY AM I SUCH A FREAKING LOSER!? 

"Honey, I'm home!" I suddenly panicked hearing my mom make her way up the stairs to say hello. I had to get rid of this stuff quickly.

Flailing my arms around in the air like a wild woman, I started to shove the makeup onto the floor. I guess that wasn't such a smart idea on my part because the second I did it, It made a loud crashing sound. This caused my mother to walk even quicker to my bathroom. SHIT! I couldn't stop panicking.

I quickly pulled off my clothes, and threw them to the floor, covering all evidence of the makeup.

Geez! the way I was acting would make someone think I was trying to hide drugs from my mother! I made my way to the shower, turned it on, and jumped into the tub. BAD FREAKING IDEA! I shrieked as the freezing cold water poured down my back, shooting a shiver down my spine. 

"Honey!?" My mom said, pausing at the door before coming in. "Is everything ok in there?" 

"YES!" I replied entirely too quickly. "Everything is just handy dandy mom. Just taking a shower to wake myself up a bit." I said the first thing that came to my flustered mind. BAD FREAKING IDEA NUMBER TWO! 

"That's odd sweetie, it is nearly 3:00 in the afternoon. Why would you need waking up at this time of the day?" A sigh escaped my lips. What, was the woman interrogating me or something? 

"Oh, um." I stuttered. "I just woke up from a long nap. I am about to head to the gym, and I just needed a boost." 

"Ok sweetie." I heard my mom mutter the words 'strange girl' under her breath as she walked away. Oh boy, that was close! I thought to myself as I scrubbed my face raw, trying to get all the makeup off. 

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Pulling into the fitness center parking lot, I smiled to myself seeing as my usual spot was un-occupied.  I smoothly parked my Mercedes Benz, and hopped out of the car. Yess! I did say MERCEDES FREAKING BENZ! It was a birthday gift from my father last year after I had first recieved my license. 

Stepping through the fitness center's front door, I was greeted with a swarm of my usual hellos. This made me happy. The fitness center was practically my second home. If I wasn't in school, at home, or working, then you would definitely be able to find me here. So yeah, I pretty much knew everyone here.