What Is Behind The Face?

First Day Of The Last Few Weeks

The storm reaches for my window and shouts as it can't get past the sturdy glass. I lie waiting for the wind to come suck me out of my bed and into the deep abyss called my neighborhood. Across my room I can make out a glimpse of my two sisters sleeping peacefully. What would I give to be asleep but I can't, there are to many things on my mind. I stare into space wishing that the love of my life, Miguel, would bust down that doorway. I close my eyes waiting for this fantasy to soon come true.

The storm reaches for my window and shouts as it can't get past the sturdy glass. I lie waiting for the wind to come suck me out of my bed and into the deep abyss called my neighborhood. Across my room I can make out a glimpse of my two sisters sleeping peacefully. What would I give to be asleep but I can't, there are to many things on my mind. I stare into space wishing that the love of my life, Miguel, would bust down that doorway. I close my eyes waiting for this fantasy to soon come true.

* Time passes*

" Wake Up," a faint voice said, " Wake Up Michelle!" My eyes water and my voice groggy. "What do YOU need Kya, a nice massage on your spring break?" I said with classic sass. "Get up now you, BRAT!" she yells at the tippy top of her lungs. Even though she's 4 years older than me does not give her the right to wake me up. I open my eyes only to remember today is Monday, and I hate Mondays. I got up excusing Kya's rude behavior. When I turned around pop there she was the resistible Kichelle. Her name is a mixture of Kya and Michelle, ugly, right. "Michelle watch where you are going!" she yells only to be shushed by my dad. I make my way down the cold, wooden stairs. I find my cami pants only to find my shirt is all the way in the BASEMENT, territory of the mouse in my house. I went downstairs and nabbed my shirt that is the color of my old infected wound. I got dressed and got my backpack and went to school.

It's only half way through the day and I'm already regretting not being sick this morning. It seems like I'm the pillow for everyone. When people are sad they cry on me, when they are mad they treat me like crap and when they are happy,'' Hey Michelle''. I am tired of that well two people causing this are Aphrodite and Elizabeth. They honestly don't listen to anything I say.

* Class with Aphrodite and Elizabeth*

" Nyshell, you are soo ahdorbs in that outfit!" giggles Aphrodite. Aphrodite and Elizabeth were surrounded by Nyshell, Patricia, Matrix and Iggy. Elizabeth wants Mallowmarsh but I really don't want to give her any. I snuck over to Esmeralda, Cassie and Heather with them was J'la, Ashley and Heaven. I said hello and quickly sat down one seat away from Miguel. The last thing I needed was to get on the bad side of the 3GS, giggley, girley and gushy. Staying away from them was easy after recess. I had one class with all of them... GYM.

* Gym Class* *Mattball Game*

"Michelle catch the ball," Patricia said," Nyshell switch places with Michelle." I won't get to in to this all the way. This hurts so much I sometimes want to hurt myself. Doesn't matter I am alone in this world.