Océane's Eyes

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I flutter my eyes open and stare up at the ceiling, thinking "do I really want to go to school today?"

Drea spends most of her time with Raquel and just as I assumed, Reggie and I haven't talked for a week. We have one word convos when Drea is around but thankfully she's too busy to notice the tension between us. Zeke on the other hand, went missing for a whole week

Not surprised

I sluggishly get out of bed and take a look at myself in the mirror.

Why I'm I so skinny

Ugghhh. Not ready to deal with insecurities right now, I move over to the shower and take a quick bath. Not in the mood to leave my room, I wear a hoodie and sweats.

I walk past Adriéns room and think about knocking then I remember he spent the night at a girl's house yesterday. He said it's just a party and the location is a girls house but I know he's going to do more than just partying.

"Bonjour mama" I say as I approach mum. She likes it when we speak french without her even asking or talking to us in french.

"Bonjour (my baby). You on your period? Why you dressing like that?"

"Don't feel schooly."

"We all have those days" she replies and smiles before walking over to me and planting a kiss on my forehead.

She smacks her self on the fore head and says "I just remembered, your dad isn't feeling too well to take you to school and your brother isn't here. And I'm not even dressed"

"Dad still isn't feeling well?"

"He is getting better honey, trust me"

"Okay..."

"Just wait here let me get dressed and take you"

"I can take the bus" I insist

"Your late for the bus"she states matter of factly

She jogs upstairs and I pick up an apple from the counter. I get a knife from the cabinet and slice it. I'm not a fan of biting into apples, when I was four I bit on an apple and my gum bled and when I was seven I bit on an apple and saw a worm.

Just saying, it's not the best way to eat an apple. By the time I'm done with the apple she gets down wearing a sun dress and a coat over it.

I expected sweats or something, come on mum you haven't even showered.

"Let's go." She says and sprays her neck with that chocking women's perfume.

At least no one else will know she didn't take a shower

We get in her car and drive off to school. The drive is pretty silent and heavily scenting, I thought she just sprayed her neck.

"Okay, Adrién might pick you up if he doesn't have a hangover. Take care (I love you)" she tells me when I leave the car.

"(Love you too). Tell dad I hope he gets well soon"

She replies with a nod and drives off.

I walk into the hallway and over to my locker with no one waiting for me.

Bummer

I stuff my algebra textbook in my bag that I haven't cleared out in a while

Mental note

"Hey. Ready for the test?" I hear Drea say.

When did she get here?

"Freak! We have a test today?"