I haven't been to school for about a week since the accident, but it feels like it's been longer than that. Butterflies are flying around in my stomach and my nerves won't settle down. I am close to having a panic attack. Will people accept the new me or just treat me the same way they always treated me? They are right about me being abnormal, but I quit being an angel. I'm normal like anybody else.
I put on the outfit that Vee picked out when she did that makeover. It feels tighter than usual. My hair still has that same curly bounce, so I just fluff it out. I swallow hard when I see my complete look in the mirror. I touch my face, squinting my eyes to make sure this is really me. I look so much older and mature, but it doesn't stop me from feeling like a hooker. The only thing I don't have on is makeup. I assume that Vee will probably put a little bit on me. People are going to seriously stare at me like I'm a new student. Well I guess I have no choice. Behold the new Phina.
"Seraphina, hurry up before you're late!" I hear my mom's voice from downstairs. I smile at my reflection and grab my bookbag. I go down the stairs like everything is normal and my mother's mouth drops at the sight of me. Skylar drops her spoon in her bowl of cereal. I laugh at both of their reactions. I should do this more often.
"What are you wearing?" My mom ask me. In her mind she also said why I look like I'm about to work the corner. I ignore that. I look down at my outfit and shrug.
"Felt like trying something different today." I say. I grab a muffin from the table. Skylar is watching my every move like a hawk. She thinks my outfit is cute like the girls in those music videos she watches. I wink at her and she just stares at me. I leave out the awkward silence. My mom thinks I'm going through some teenage crisis when really, it's because you hid the biggest part of my life. I get that my powers were bound according to grandma Ella, but she didn't even attempt to tell me. No one did. Vee is outside my house waiting on me. Her jaw falls and then she makes a squealing noise.
"You look so damn cute. I honestly didn't think you had the balls to wear it." She says laughing. I get in the car and I wiggle in the seat trying to get comfortable. How does Vee do this on a daily basis? I think I'm going to blow out this outfit.
"It's super tight. I can't breathe." I complain and I pull at the end of the skirt to bring it down more. Vee smacks my hand.
"Stop that. You're going to stretch it out. You look fine." She claps her hands together like a happy kid at a candy store. She can't wait to show off her creation. She pulls off and my anxiety skyrocket at the thought of walking into school dressed like this. Maybe I shouldn't have done this today, I don't want all the attention on me.
"I'm going to be sick." I say. I take deep breaths to prevent puking chunks all over myself and Vee's car. I can already hear the whispering behind my back about me being in a car accident and my brother in a coma. I'm sure they all have questions and so do I. That shadow plays in the back of my mind on repeat all the time. People are going to think I'm acting out or something.
"Phina you will be alright. I will be here with you so keep cool. You are sexy." She looks over at me and smiles. It's easy for her to say she always looks so good. Like right now she's wearing a pink skirt with thin white stripes and buttons in the middle with a white long sleeve crop top that shows her cleavage. Her braids are up in two space buns. She looks like the innocent girl next door and I look like the sex craved older sister.
"I don't care about the sexy, I just want to be normal." I peer at myself in the car mirror. If I'm like everyone else this day will go smoothly. I hope but no guarantees.
"Normal is overrated." She parks in her spot and my body is frozen to the seat. I literally cannot move. I changed my mind. I don't want anyone to see me like this. Vee notices me being tense and she rolls her eyes and gets out of the car. She comes to my side and opens my door. Please just leave me here. She laughs as she tugs on my arm and pulls me out. I immediately pull the skirt down knowing it's not going no lower than this.
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Divine Falls
Teen FictionSeraphina Aster is a average 18-year old girl who wants her last year of high school to be quick, quiet and painless. She avoids all social interactions with anybody but her best friend Ivy. Everything is normal as ever until a new student, Pierce...