Chapter 2

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I didn't want to get up.

My eyelids were being pushed down while my body was allowing this sense of weakness to thrive within my body. The pillow wasn't my normal fluffy "cloud" as I would called it when I was 5. The covers felt like a piece of long paper was keeping me warm from the breeze coming from the messed up window pane.

I'm not a fan of hotels, they always make me feel head to toe filthy. I know on those bright color advertisements they would beg to differ. Sure, if I was 6 I might actually fall for their reassuring lies on feeling comfortable and clean in their huge buildings. I'm 17 now and all I now is the forced implanted intelligence that's been taught to me by my educators. With factual evidence, I could disprove their statements that are formed on my tv.

"KATE ANN ROSE TIME FOR SCHOOL!" My moms voice sent shivers down my chest.

What? She still wants me to go to that judgmental, idiotic filled place full of ignorant souls after the occurrence last night?

"But mom I've been up since 2 in the morning!" I didn't mean to be that aggressive in my tone but I'm a disruptive monster at 5:50 in the morning.

"Sweetie, I know last night was a scare and we have some financial things to discuss but that shouldn't keep you from your education."

I rolled my blue eyes. I didn't feel the need to argue.

I could already see the stress overfilling my mothers body and I wasn't going to make myself another worry. Adding to the fact, my dad eyes were already looking sternly at me.

I threw the uncomfortable bed sheets off to the ground. I allowed my body to fall on to the unprotected floor. I moaned for a bit but noticed it was time to pull my body off the fake floor. I was a mummy walking to the bathroom, my eyes still burned like sandpaper which was rubbing against each eye.

I threw on a pair of leggings and and a oversized sweatshirt with a Green Day album logo stitched on the front. Throwing my long hair into the hair band a messy pony tail was formed. I sighed at my appearance. I hated so many quality features placed on my

body.

Quickly I added some Cover Girl foundation to my black spots formed under my weakened eyes. I pulled out my long mascara brush and applied it with ease.

"Kate we're leaving!" I heard my brothers raspy voice scream

I guess I forgot to mention my brother. I loved him at times but he is mostly a pathetic jerk. Sure, he had his good days but his terrible self centered days pretty much out ruled the unselfish days by a long run. He left my mom in tears almost daily and his avoidance towards me well, let's just say were the highlights of his day. He accompanies a University on the lower end of downtown. He sure doesn't care much about a future or career. He never visits and when he does it is only for gifts on his account.

So you could see why I was especially thrilled when he left 3 years ago for collage.

"I'm perfectly capable of driving myself to school." I requested with my armed folded.

"PUT ON YOUR SHOES NOW!" Max almost exploded, which scared me I hated when he yelled at me it gave him explicit power that he didn't deserve.

"Alright, chill." I hurled on my high top black converse. I needed to follow his embarked orders.

I followed my brother out the door and exited the lobby entrance. While I left I remembered I didn't eat which would probably leave my mom contemplating what she has done allowing me to leave.

Tugging at my sweatshirt pockets I pulled out my skinny phone.

Mom, I will make sure to eat extra lunch :)

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