Soaring

Chapter 10

 The show was amazing. It was everything I could ever dream of. I had so much fun performing for my hometown.

Now that the show's over, I'm in the car riding back to my aunts with Makayla. Allowing her to drive since I'm exhausted now. It's not a bad exhaustion but a fulfilled kind of exhaustion. I'm so proud of the work that I did today. So proud of the hard work and dedication I put in.

Once reaching my aunt's house, I go straight for the refrigerator. Looking for the quickest meal I could find, feeling like I was going to wither away from the hunger I felt. Per usual, my aunt has nothing but bottled water in her fridge.

She has no small children anymore, and her kids are adults and on their own. Her youngest son is thirty and in prison. The one previously mentioned. Her oldest is thirty-three. He owns his own home as well as he never comes and visits so she doesn't keep food for him in stock.

I close the fridge disappointed, but not surprised. Then sneak into Makayla's room knowing that bitch got snacks somewhere. She always does. And I'm right. I end up finding a stash of candy shoved away inside a grocery bag, underneath Makayla's bed. It's a gold mine under there.

Soon, I ate half of Makayla's extra candy. She's told me before that she doesn't much care for candy. That she had bought it for Addison and then Addison didn't end up liking candy. So I really didn't steal it. I was told to eat it anyways. It's just more fun to sneak into her room for it.

Next, I walk to my own room and get clothes for a shower and find my way to the bathroom. I find myself taking a two-hour-long shower. The hot water is amazing on my body after a good long show.

My shower finishes, and I honestly think I accidentally used all of the hot water in the hot water tank. After my shower, I relax my tired bones and muscles in my bed. Allowing the sandman to dust me with sleepy dust and take me deep into the dream state world.

The Next Day

I wake up so tired. The world feels thick and heavy and gloomy. Like it's impossible to get out of bed today. As if it had stormed inside the house and lightning struck every bone and muscle in my body. That type of tiredness. The kind that disables.

Will I be ready to get out of bed at any point today? I honestly don't think so. So I open my laptop to plan out outfits for my other shows. What sparkles I want to match with other sparkles or alterations I need to make to different outfits.

For my next show, which will be at the amphitheater in Warren, I think I want to go with red sparkly shorts, a white T-shirt, black sunglasses, a black lace cardigan, thigh-high flat black boots, and a bedazzled flat baseball cap. Make the show sparkle and be bejeweled like no other.

The show will be taking inspiration from the RED World Tour, and I need to creatively come up with a way for there to be outfit changes. Maybe a red bodysuit underneath the shorts and T-shirt. So I can throw those clothes off backstage to create the illusion of an outfit change.

Even though it wouldn't be an outfit change. I'd just simply be losing layers. They wouldn't know that though. They would think I'm running around quickly behind the stage trying to change my clothes in a very short amount of time.

Also, tomorrow night I begin my online classes for community college. It's at my own pace. A lot of studying and a lot of homework seeing as it's all on me to do without the presence of a professor twenty-four-seven. It's all independent study which makes it both more fun but also makes it more challenging.

I'll be studying to become a high school literary teacher, as well as I'll be studying to become a high school American history teacher. The reason I added on history, is because it's important for students to remember that history repeats itself and it's important they're aware always.