i wake up and im actually happy. yes happy. because today is the day. i get up and i look in the mirror. there i see a tall 17 year old girl, with a messy bun and a giant sweater on. she looks ..... kinda pretty. but then i scan from toes to eyes. dullness. sadness. and loneliness. the three things that have been stuck in my freakish purple eyes for years now. i just take a long sigh and move on. i walk over to my closet and look for something to wear i find a fall out boys t-shirt and a pair of joggers and throw them over my shoulder and head to the bathroom. i put my chosen clothes down onto he counter, grabbing my toothbrush and toothpaste i quickly brush my pearly whites. i then quickly strip down and jump into the already warm shower. i like to use my strawberry sented shampoo and conditioner because i just love the smell of strawberries. i then grab my face cleanser then body wash and once im done with everything i jump out of the shower and grab a towel. i head to the sink grab my blow dryer and dry my hair fast then since i have naturally straight hair i just leave it. and since im just going t be sitting in a airplane for the next couple hours i decide on no makeup. i slid on my slippers that i will be wearing for the day and head downstairs where everything is packed up and ready to go. i see my mom and she sees me. we dont say anything we just nod at eachother. thats my relationship with my mom though. we have never been that close. but thats fine by me. i dont actually like my mom all that much. she just... well she acts way to young to be quiet honest. since she had me at sixteen she is only thirtythree. but she acts like she is twentyone. she dresses like a total slut, to be blunt. she gets spray tan and by the way has FAKE boobs. but in all honesty im jelous of my mom. she is really attractive in the males eye. the only friends that ive ever had was just tring to get to my mom... ten guys and one girl, yup even a girl. i just look like a mess compared to my mom. many people ask what happened.. how the hell did a lady that hot end up with me as a daughter.but anyways off that topic i get into my dark green hummer with my mom and she starts driving "what time does the plane take off?" i ask, trying to make conversation. "what? we are driving there Shea." oh. my. god. this is going to be one damn looooooonnngggg ride.
