A new friend

An excuse wont be enough?

I entered the dressing room. My clothes were hung up on a hook. I removed them. I had a beautiful top and a skirt. I took out the skirt and lifted it high enough for me to judge how ugly it looked. I go back to the hallway kinda. And I call mom from my reception.
" Hey. Sweetie. Haven't changed yet?" She says walking to me and shoving the bill into her pockets. Before, I could see them.
" Maa?! I hate skirts I told you." I look at her with the skirt in my hand. Held high.
" Oh dear. Firstly, everyone has work to do. They don't wanna see your skirt." She says putting my hand down and facing my anger.
" Secondly, you never told me about this latley, I don't care just wear it okay!" She says arguing over my topic.
" I don't want to. And I can't." I discuss it over
" Why? Because it's girlish? Cmon dear. Your still the same."
" Am not the same anymore okay? And I don't know. This is the last time am wearing this weird looking skirt okay?" I look down to her with my eyes up.
She looks at her watch and shows me the time. And she remains speechless.
I give her I-don't-care look and walked back to the room.
i change my clothes and come out soon.
I see my doctor talking to her seriously about something serious and I thought it maybe serious if I could go and interrupt so I ended up beside her. But seriously?
" Hey am back." I come up with a smile.
" Hello. Sweetie. Ready to go home?" Doctor asked me.
" Sweetie? Am Amy." I respond back harsh and twist slightly.( my waist ).
" Amy?" My mom lays her hand on my shoulder and gives the doctor a nice smile.
" What?" I whisper and she ignored it.
" I hope you'll miss the soup." She guesses.
" Nah! Not at all." I agree,
they laugh and happy ending.
" okay. Amy. Now there are pills given to your mother. Okay? You need to take them regularly. I hope you do. Now. Am afraid to say that the soups won't leave you until your fit and fine." She explains tearing a slip out of her notepad and hands it to my dad.
" What? No way." I shorten myself down.
" Hehe. It's fine. And you can go to your school back. From one day rest. That is day after tomorrow." She explains and her smile ends me up to respond back.
" Okay. Sounds cool." I say moving my waist and waiting for them to stop talking.
" So contact me if any problem." She says
" Sure. It takes place everytime in our house."
" Maa?! Let's go. It's seven." I stop it and we walk down the stairs.
We go home. I was happy that after a boring week I get to go to the my school, after all I have been waiting for it.
I open the house door and just stand for a second. I smile at the wooden flooring and take a step in.
" Long time no see." I touch the Eiffel Tower statue.
Mom smirks and lays her bag on he table.
" Okay. Am going to my room," I run up the stairs with a support of side wall.
I open the door in haste with a smile. The door opens wide and stutters back. My smile fades off,
I was hardened. My room was The same. From the time when I fainted behind the chair. I see the posters torn, my books fallen down, my bed sheet spread out down and my belongings down on the wooden floor of mine. I hold the door and walk inside.
I start feeling dizzy. I fall down and look at the frame I broke. It was me and Anna, I felt like smashing it and stabbing it to death. I felt very angry.
I see mom holding the door and her smile fading off from the happy one to the sad one. She was holding a packet of pills and a glass of water.
" Am sorry dear, I was in a hurry these days. So, I couldn't settle your room. Why don't you sleep in the guest room today? Tomorrow your room might be ready." She walks up to me.
" No mom seems like I have to adjust to this surrounding. " I take the photo frame and put it back on the shelf.
" Anyway. Uncle George is coming to visit you. So be nice and take your pills and drink your soup."
" Uncle? Seriously? He's coming?" I ignore the pills and run down the staircase.
I slip while running as I take a support and lay down.
" Amy? Don't make me run with these stinky pills. Please take them immediately." My mom comes walking down. " That's how I feel when I swallow them down." I run.
After I see uncle George." She agrees and walks back to the kitchen.