THE TWO OF US

Part one

Danielle's Pov
I wasn't the type that struggles to wake up early in the morning. I mean I don't find it difficult, maybe that's because I always look forward to attending school everyday, since home was not well..? "home". I tend to escape the loneliness I feel at home by going to school very early and coming back late. No one was going to query me anyways.

Mom is a nurse, she practically don't have time for me, she loves her job so much, well I think more than me. She leaves for her job early and comes back late or worst comes back the next day when I am obviously in school and before I would get back she is gone again. Sometimes I wonder if I was a mistake. She seems to really hold her career at high esteem disregarding any other things not relating to her career or line of work.

Then dad, At least, he makes an effort to come visit once in a while, he and mom separated already, till today I still don't know what brought about there separation, mom told me they fell out of love for each other and instead of trying to make what's not working work, they decided to separate. But I know, I know deep down its concerning moms inadequate attentions to her family. I can still see the way dad looks at mom anytime he sees her when he comes visiting.

He has a new family and children I don't know and have never met before, but at least he calls once in a while to check up on me. Most of the time I am always the one calling, my dad was also a workaholic, I have an amazing parent don't I?.
Dad practically sees to the fact that I lack nothing, he sends me money when I ask and pays my fees at the right time. But was money everything? Sometimes I would need someone to talk to, someone to tell how my day went and someone that would make me feel wanted but none of them was ever there. I can't blame dad though. He has his other family to cater and looked out for.

I remembered when I first saw my menstruation, I was not really shocked or anything, since my biology teacher in high school already taught us about women's menstrual cycle and about ovulation and how to calcaulate it. I wasn't just expecting to see mine just then. I was having mixed feelings, happy that I'm now a "woman" like my biology teacher would say. And I was sad cause I heard different tales from my seniors in high school then, about how they detest seeing there periods cause of cramps, they said it hurt like hell. And that made me kind of scared, I wasn't ready to pass through those scary tales.
I decided to go home first and tell mom, but as usual she was no where to be found. Thankfully, Giana our house help, more like my mom, cause she does everything mom should be doing, I told her everything about seeing my period, and the fears I had, she calmed me down and told me, it not everyone that has painful menstruation, that hopefully mine wouldn't be that way. And I was grateful when I discovered she was right, I honestly don't have cramps, just a slight inconvenience at the start of my period which is nothing serious, just a signal except for the occasional butthole cramps I have. I don't know if anyone else experience it, it comes sharply and it so embarrassing especially when you are in public. Just the thought of it makes me cringe. Women goes through a lot honestly.

I stood at the front of my mirror, looking at myself, I am a blondie haired type of girl, took that from my dad. I have almond shaped eyes which people often compliment me about. Although I get compliment from people that I'm pretty, I still stand in front of the mirror each day wondering what people are seeing in me cause I'm not seeing anything. I sighed bringing out my toothbrush and spreading my paste on it my mind wanders away again.

******
I dropped off in front of my college,waving Derick a goodbye. Derick was my personal driver assigned by my dad to take me to and from school, he was like an older sibling I never had, although he hardly talks, he still hear me rant about how my day was and who annoyed me in school, and his only reply would be "Just call me if anyone tries to act stupid with you" and I would give me one of my toothy smile, at least someone cares.

I was early, I always am, being late wasn't my thing, not that I really like school though, but at least those hours gets my mind off somethings. I continue strolling in packing my hair in a bun since it was disturbing me and entering my mouth and eyes, my hair can be annoying at times, seeing how long it is, one time I contemplated on cutting it off, but Giana warned me not too, stating it one of the attractive thing about me.

"Now why wouldn't you let that poor hair breath?" I turned to the direction of the voice and saw Sophie, I sent her a warm smile, Sophie and I attended the same high school but now college, but I don't just really feel her vibes, she is cool though, but I don't just want us to be closer than the way we are. But seeing she once brought up the idea of sleeping over at my place and some kind of things she does trying to please me, it shows she really wants to be my friend bad. Don't know what she saw in me. Sophie has a brown wavy hair, and brown cute big eyes, she is a little bit chubby but she knows how to dress to fit her body so well, I give her that credit.

"The hair isn't making me breath, so I have to choose me or it" I replied her, laughing slightly at my joke. She laughs too, coming face to face to me. "How are you doing" I asked her with a small smile on my lips. I always try to be friendly with her, even if I don't want to be friends with her, at least I cannot be rude, just because she likes me.

"I'm good. You heard?" She said clasping her hands together and her big eyes staring at me waiting for my response.

"Heard what?" I asked genuinely confused

"Well, The Son of The Minister of education is being transferred to our college" she said grinning from ear to ear. Well? Was that something to be excited about? I mean, what is the hype about? When she saw my gaze unfazed she continue trying to bring a cheesy reaction from me. "Well, I heard he is hot, handsome and you know..." she brings her mouth towards my mouth whispering "loaded"

"Oh, really?" That was all I could say before I saw my political science lecturer entering the class, I quickly dismissed Sophie not like what she is saying was important. I head up into the class, not wanting to miss anything.

First chapter.
What do you think?
Share your thought in the comment section.