Only Red

Chapter Five

I woke up with a tear streaked face and ink spotted papers in my hands.

Oh right...

I tried to straighten out the papers as I set them on one of shelves in my room.

I looked down at my small hands after wiping my face.

What's happening to me?

I've never had a breakdown like this...

I decided to talk to Recovery GIrl about it after school.

I looked over at the clock. 7:30. I have enough time to take a shower before school starts and still get there early.

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I let the warm water wash over the body that I know nothing about as I see more hair dye wash out.

Once I stop the steady flow of hot water that was hitting my skin I wrap myself in a towel and look in the mirror. It looks like my hair dye is fading a bit so my black roots are showing at the top of my head.

I look at the clock and when I realize I don't have enough time to redye it before school I just sigh dismally and start to get ready.

I put on my new tight-fitting uniform and look in the mirror.

All my new curves are showing, and even though my hair has dried it still doesn't look right when I go to style it for the day because of the new added couple inches so I just leave it down after brushing out the gel.

I give a little twirl in front of the mirror.

It still doesn't look like me...

I feel my expression deflate. My mother used to always tell me not to smile when I wasn't happy unless others needed it more than truth. I felt my expression sink further remembering her.

I wanted to smile because my sharp teeth were the only thing that didn't change about me, but I would never go against her so I leave a slightly disheartened frown on my face as I grab my bag and head out the door.

Here we go...