I woke up on a Sunday morning. What happened the day before was kinda a blur to me but I soon remembered. There was a new kid and his name was Matthew. I also remember my mom scolding me on how I didn't tell her I was going out. I honestly thought she would be happy about me finally going out for some fresh air since I rather feed Rowley and be mad about me having to study. Well it was sunday so I came downstairs for a nutritious breakfast, ¨Raccoon chews¨. It was basically the same as those other cereal brands but it was raccoon head shaped and you get a chance to get little raccoon toys in the boxes.
As I was munching and gulping down my cereal, mom said she had some important news for me. She turned off the stove and stopped cooking her eggs. She came towards the table and sat down in front of me. She exhaled and finally spoke ¨Without your father I haven't always been the same. But now, I have Gale¨. I spat out my cereal and made a confused face mixed in with a ¨Are you kidding me?¨ face. She sighed and said ¨We are getting married soon. He has a son your age. You guys will get along just fine. I'm sure of it!¨. Okay, first of all. What?! Second, WHY?!!! I furiously said ¨i thought we were okay on our own¨. Mom looked down. That was one of the worst breakfasts I ever had.
Istormed up in my room, betraying the thoughts of myself not being in my room all the time. ¨You'll get over it!¨, mom yelled in a normal voice so I could hear. She always said that and it was starting to tick me off. I stomped around in circles with my door locked. I groaned and my face palmed. I really didn't want a sibling, and of course I didn't want another dad. There's way too many things on my shoulders. I have to study more, I'm getting a new dad, getting a new sibling, even my favorite slushy needs to be restocked. I ruffled my short silver hair and shook it. I sat on my bed and glanced over at my canvas. I haven't painted in a while, so I decided I needed a new hobby.
I put my canvas near the window and looked down at Rowley. I observed him a lot but he didn't seem to find that at all. I painted a classical sunset with a black shadow. The shadow was the one and only rowley. I painted another shadow and it was me. I added silver hair to the shadow to resemble me, and I bolded Rowley's stripes to be purple. I threw some glitter all over it and added some stickers. I looked down at my messy hands, then up to the painting. I clapped my hands and whispered to myself ¨Now, that's what I call art!¨. I snapped a photo with my pink, sticker covered phone. I sent it to my friend Lou. Lou was cool, she thought I was cool because I didn't really care what others thought of me. We got along pretty well, I do say so myself.
I wiped the glitter off my nose and scratched my chin while washing my hands in the bathroom. There sure was a mess to get rid of. I wiped my hands on my ¨Rhino and bear¨ t-shirt and walked downstairs. I heard mom talking on the phone to someone. I overheard her talking. ¨ I'm worried for her. Maybe she and Matthew could meet soon. They will get along nicely¨, mom said happily while wandering around the living room. I heard a manly chuckle, that instantly turned into a little laugh. I tiptoed back upstairs up to my room to think. I was about to brainstorm. I thought lots and lots, my brain hurt after. Matthew? The same one from The Derp?
I held my head and exhaled. I reminded myself of how I needed to calm down more and stop worrying so much. I patted myself on the back and stood up. I looked in the mirror to wipe more glitter off my face. No wonder mom would do most of my projects growing up. I walked downstairs and straight to the backyard completely ignoring mom. I was still shocked from the news earlier, especially over hearing her on the phone. The backyard was where Rowley hung out the most. After morning he would hug the trashcan or lay under my old playground set.
I sat down on my swing and swung slowly back and forth. I closed my eyes, they felt a little heavy. White skies were everywhere, I was sitting with dad. His face was blurry. I didn't have much memory of him but I remembered how he always smiled. I tried to smile a lot like him. He was also very joyful most of the time, I enjoy that a lot about him. We were sitting at the edge of my favorite cliff and he was holding me making sure I would fall. I'm scared, when he's there I'm always happy. When I was daydreaming away I was probably smiling without noticing it because when some neighbor hit me with their ball I still had a smile.
The neighbors to the left of me were usually quite annoying. One of the neighbors consisted of a 7 year old who can't just keep his beach ball still. The other was the popular kid, keleb. Believe it or not, Keleb was a decent friend. He always apologized on his brother's behalf when he threw the ball over on my side of the fence. He would remind me of how his brother Clarence was clumsy. I shook it off only because Keleb was a decent guy and respectful of my space and me. Most would be surprised I can get friends when I don't care what others think. It's really because they wanna be friends with me, not the other way around.
Despite me having bad grades and being sent to the office most of the year. I was an ok person to most people. I dusted myself off and headed back inside so I could complete my session without interruptions. I took the first step and heard my mom laughing. She was still on the phone. She just said ¨I miss you, see you soon¨, then she turned her phone off. Mom noticed me heading upstairs but I was too busy wondering how Gale was so good with mom. I was also busy wondering if me and her were thinking of the same Matthew. I was still left clueless at the end of the day. I guess I had to find out.
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Adventurous Imagination (Not finished)
عشوائيThis is a story about a girl who cannot concentrate on school work becauee of he imagination. As she grows up her imagination slowly disappears. She has trouble with work and on the side her mother is getting married. Shes getting a step-bro who tri...