The Mirror

Chapter 2 - A new preparation

I woke up on the floor, drooling on a box. What the hell happened? I got up and looked around my room. Or what I thought was my room. I was in the living room. I can't remeber anything.

"Mom!" I yelled, trying to get someones attention. After a few echoes around the house, silence. That all was heard. Silence.

I got up and looked around the house. It's like I'm in a horror movie. Next thing you know, Candy Man jumps up and slaughters me. I think I'm going paranoid.

I ran to my room to grab my phone and call mom. After a couple of rings, she picked up.

"Hey, sweetie." my mom greeted.

"Hey mom, where are you?"

"At the supermarket."

"Oh, um..... Why is the house so quiet?"

"I don't know sweetheart. It's not like Candy Man will jump out of no where and kill you." She laughed. I just nervously chuckled.

"Yeah, well, just wondering where you were," I said.

"Okay, we'll be back in a little while. Love you!" and she hung up. I sighed and clicked the hang up button. I threw my phone on the floor and layed down next to it. I thought.

And thought

And thought

Just thought about what my new school would turn out to be. Would it end up like the movie Mean Girls? Or like High School Musical. I love both of those movies.

After awhile of thinking and a minute of my butt and back starting to hurt, I got up. I went over to a stack of boxes that were still left unpack. I looked at all the boxes, and decided which ones I should unpack first.

Wardrobe, Posters, Hygein, or Decorations?

I'll go with decorations. I grabbed a box cutter from downstairs and got to work. The first thing I grabbed from the box was my Adam Levine speakers. I love Adam. He's hot and a good singer. What's not to like? There was then my perfumes and lotion. I put all of that in my bathroom for the time being. Next, was my curtains, and comforters. This will take awhile .

2 hours later

I sighed. I laid down on a cot I made with my blankets. We still haven't brought my bed upstairs yet. Mom and dad had gotten home an hour ago. I was still unpacking to notice them. I start school tomorrow, so I was trying to unpack the things I needed like clothes, perfume, lotion, hair products etc.

I was so nervous. I couldn't be able to say how nervous I am. Ughhhh. Millions of questions ran throughout my head.

Will I make friends?

Will I be an outcast?

Will I be part of the Bitch Group that all cliché schools have?

I was part of the Bitch Club at my school. Hard to believe right? How could someone so nice as me, be in a Bitch Club? If you know me by now, you would know that was total bull shit I just said.

I sighed. I had just a couple boxes to go. I was still unpacking until I heard my name.

"Emma Presley Thomas? Can you please come down here?" I heard my mom yell. I absolutely hated my middle name. My dad loved Elvis Presley, so they named my middle name Presley. It's not that I hate the name Presley, it's just I don't like Elvis Presley's music. I walked downstairs, skipping the last two, and walked into the kitchen. As soon and I walked in, I spotted mom and dad on the floor. Along with dinner, Spaghetti. My fave.

"If I make friends tomorrow, I'm not bringing them here until we unpack. We look like hobos eating on the floor." I said, sitting down.

"Oh, stop that!" My dad scolded. I just shrugged and dug into the food. It was really good. Like always. After eating all my food, I got up to help with the dishes. And by dishes, I mean paper plates. And by help I mean gathering them up and giving them to mom.

I walked up stairs to my bedroom. I really didn't want to see my new school. I liked my old school. Back there I was popular. And here, I might just be the kid who eats by the dumpster. Because we all know there is that one kid. I sighed, and went to go lie down on my little cot. I looked at the clock I recently unpacked and it read 10:03. Man, I hate not having a tv. Spoiled? I know. But lie to my face and say you don't care if you don't have a tv. Go ahead and do it. I dare you. Yeah, you couldn't. I know.

I went ahead and got comfortable. Awaiting the shitty day to come tomorrow. I slowly closed my eyes, and went into a dreamless sleep.

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Sorry that the chapter are short, I'll try to make them longer.

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