Acceptance - Creek // SP

Tinted lips

"CRAIG! WE HAVE SCHOOL!" Tricia screams in my ear, causing me to jolt up in shock.

I look over at Tricia and notice her staring at my chest.

"Can I help you, freak?" I ask giving her a judging look.

"You really need to shave, ew." She says as she grimaces, she then turns around and walks away.

"Rat," I mumble whilst standing up.

I walk over to my closet and look inside.

Hm.

I grab my white button-up, a blue jumper, and some baggy black jeans.

All of these clothes have been untouched.

I put them all on and walk downstairs.

My mom is sat eating a bowl of frosted flakes and my dad is eating toast covered in peanut butter.

What the fuck.

What time is it?

I look over at the clock and see that it's 5 am.

"Why the fuck did I get woken up at 5 am?" I question my sister as she sits down with a bowl of strawberries.

"I always try and wake you up at 5, you always just fall back asleep making us late." She says in a bitchy tone as if it's obvious.

"School is like what? 6 minutes away and you wake me up at 5? Why?" I question in disbelief.

"Well, I wake up at 5 because I have to shower, do my hair, and my makeup, and choose the perfect outfit, so I wake you up when I wake up," Tricia replies, still eating her strawberries.

My mom turns to me and smiles.

"I like the outfit, have a good day sweetheart, me and your dad have to get going." My mom states as she stands up and pushes her chair in.

My dad gets up and puts the pots into the sink.

"Have a good day boy." My dad says whilst he ruffles my hair before turning and walking out of the house with my mom.

"Bye Dad, bye Mama!" I shout to them before they close the door.

"I'm going to go do my makeup." Tricia then clears her throat and stands up.

"Yeah, I was getting sick of looking at your face, you need the makeup," I grumble whilst rolling my eyes.

Tricia hums and then walks upstairs, leaving two strawberries on the dining room table.

"Can't even put her mess away." I say as I roll my eyes.

I grab the bowl and tip the strawberries into the bin and place the bowl into the sink.

I look around my house, the rooms are still dim because the sun hasn't fully raised.

What do I do now?

I grab my sister's hairbrush that was sat on the side and walk into the bathroom near my kitchen.

I look in the mirror and stare at myself.

I forgot how ugly I look.

Hm.

Big nose, spots, dry skin, crooked teeth, and bushy eyebrows.

Ew.

I roll my eyes and sigh.

I need to improve how I look.

I start to brush my hair to the side, making sure it's as flat as it can be.

Maybe I shouldn't make it so flat.