Å LITTLE BRÅVER

06 -°IN YOUR FACE

•SALOME ALAN•

I feel weak. So weak that I can't lift my body from my bed. The wall clock reads 6:40am and I can't feel myself getting up, talk more of going to school. I drag my pitch blanket over my head, groaning into it and rolling back and forth. It wasn't easy pushing back all kinds of thoughts from my head but it's all coming back. My phone makes a ding, earning another grumble from me as I reluctantly pick it from the direction of the buzz.

Zara: Good morning pretty👾, I'll come to your place by 7:20 so we'll go to school together😊
You better wait for me or else...I'll kill you😂

Zara is also coming, another reason I should get my ass up and prepare for school. I drag the blanket off my body and force myself up to the bathroom.

The cold water flows from my hair, hitting my scalp and down to my body. The water make me feel awaken and more energised, making me want to stay longer than usual.

After a quick bath, I blow dry my hair and weave it into two neat cornrows, lay my edges for it to look cuter before throwing my uniform on. I grabble though my closet and the pair of the ankle socks Aunt Jenny got for me falls from the place I tucked it in. I pick the piece up and throw it on my bed, thinking of trying it on.

Black pleated skirt, white inner shirt, stripe brown, white and black tie, with a coffee brown blazer jacket. The complete uniform of Victoria High school. I stare at my reflection in the standing mirror, checking out how exposed my legs feels as I decide to wear the short socks today. It's not overly bad, it would just draw all kind of attention to my big thighs since my skirt is a tad above my knee.

Last year in high school, you definitely do not expect me dress like a junior student.

My ringing phone distracts me from staring at myself, the sweet voice of Michael Jackson spilling out the speaker as I peep to see the caller's ID.

Zara. She's probably in front of my house already.

I spray my favorite perfume on my body, grab my rucksack and phone before walking out of my room to open the door for Zara and make a quick breakfast.

"Hey pretty, I was calling you." Zara says the moment I turn the knob open.

I giggle, stepping aside for her to come in. "I knew you are here already, that's why." I walk over to the dining, expecting her to come with me. But then, turning over my shoulders to see Zara's mouth opened with her eyes wide.

What did she see this time?

I settle on the couch, stirring my tea so we won't be late to school. "Only God knows what you're staring at Zara."

Zara shakes her head, laughing as she come closer. She's also dressed in our school uniform, long white socks and sneakers as usual, with her bag pack hanged on her shoulder.

"Woah...stand up let me see you, Salome."

I frown and she shrugs, standing akimbo. If she keeps up with this act, I won't be surprised if we end up been late. So late.

I shake my head, chewing the bread in my mouth. My Dad left as early as 6:00am and he expects me to be on my way by now.

Zara pulls my hand. "Come on...let me see you how you look like in ankle socks."