The next morning I woke up to the alarm I had set the night before.
I got out of bed, and decided to go take a shower. I walked into the bathroom to start the water and pull my long hair up. I looked into the mirror and decided to go back blonde. I'd look more like my mother then. So I walkd down stairs and saw sergeant Burns sitting at the table reading the paper.
"Do you have any peroxide?"
"Yes, it's in the cabinet under the sink in the bathroom. Why do you need that?"
"I'm gonna bleach my hair. Its only 7:00 and I got time."
"Okay, an you'd look like your mother more if you bleached it I knew your mom she was real nice."
"Yes sir, she was. Thanks. An after I bleach it I'm gonna go get some hair dye. I'll dye it sandy blonde like my mom's."
"Alright. I can give you a ride and we can get some breakfast. My wife is about to leave for work."
"Okay sounds good."
"When we get back you can get ready."
"Okay." I walked back into the bathroom and got the peroxide.
I wet my hair in the bathtub under the faucet, then I towel dried my hair some.I found some gloves and a small paint brush. I got a container from the drawer. I poured the peroxide in the container. Then I started the dyeing process. After thirty minutes it was done. I looked in the mirror and decided not to dye it sandy blonde because it's already pretty close.
I started the water for my shower and stepped in. The warm water against my back felt good. I quickly showered off and washed my long now blonde hair. I turned the water off and stepped out, I dried off and wrapped a towel around me. Then I stepped into the room that I had slept in. I got the clothes that I had brought in last night. I put on my under garments, then I put on a pair of black leggings, a blue flannel shirt, an my Chuck Taylor's. I got my make up out of my bag, I went into the bathroom and put it on. I did a light coat of foundation, a medium amount of black eyeliner on my top eyelid and bottom of course. I put on charcoal eyeshadow, I looked into the mirror, I now looked just like my mother when she was younger.
I wonder if she is proud of me.
I hoped that she would be. I put my make up back in it's bag and put it in my purse. Then I folded the clothes I had worn last night and put them in a bag. I'd put it in the suitcase later which is in the car. I walked back into the kitchen and saw that he was still reading the paper.
"Hey, I'm ready."
"Hey, wow you don't even need to dye it sandy blonde it's close enough.
I gotta say you look just like your mother when she was younger."
"Thanks. I thought so too. An I decided to keep my hair like this too.
Let's go get something to eat."
"Alright let's go." He said putting the paper down. Then we walked out the door into the cool morning air an it felt amazing. I have a feeling that today is going to be good day.
We went to the local diner for breakfast, there wasn't much talking only small talk. I checked the time and it was 8:45.
"Are we going back to your house until it's time to go?"
"Yes."
"Okay." We finished up breakfast then went back to his house. I sat on the couch in the living room and turned on the T.V Mickey Mouse was on.
I sat there as I watched Mickey Mouse it reminded me of my friend Two-Bit he is literally obsessed with Mickey.
Which I am too but he's more obsessed with it. He even sometimes calls me Minnie Mouse. I think it's funny. I had lost track of the time, I get so caught up in this show it's crazy. I was startled when he came and turned the T.V off.
"You ready? It's 9:30"
"Yeah, I'm ready." An with that we walked out the door. I got into the car, once again it just felt weird riding with the fuzz and not being in trouble. I can't wait to get to Tulsa, I miss my friends and my Uncle.
"So it's been great having you, I know you've had a few run ins with the fuzz but you seem like an alright kid.
An your dad was pretty mean. I knew your dad too. I don't know how your mom ended up with him, she deserved so much better." He said as he drove me to the train station.
"Thanks for letting me stay, thanks for everything. An yeah she really did deserve better someone way better than that sorry peice of shit."
"An you also deserve a better life young lady. An I think your mother would be proud of you, Even though you killed him she'd be glad he could no longer be around to be mean to you. I think you should have reported the abuse."
"It wouldn't have done any good."
I wish he would stop talking about my mom.
"It might not have, well here we are.
It's been great having you. Good luck and stay out of trouble."
"Alright. See ya" I got out and grabbed my purse and my bag with my clothes.
He got out along with me and got my suitcase out of the trunk. I put the bag inside and zipped it back up.
I walked off and headed towards my train. I handed my ticket to the woman taking them. I stepped on and a man told me where to put my luggage.
I put it where he had told me which was in the back. Then I walked to my seat, which was thankfully a window seat, I hate the isle seats. I held Dally's dog tags in my hand and I realized that I'm over him but I'll always love him, he was my first boyfriend, and my first real kiss. I'll always have a special place for him in my heart, but I must move on now.
I have a new life starting in Tulsa.
I guess I'll be considered a greaser. Then again I'll live in the middle of town so I could very well be a soc if I wanted to. However my heart is with my friends the greasers. I can't wait to see them all. I let go of Dally's dog tags as the train started. I let go of them as a symbol of leaving my old life where it belongs in New York. I only hope that wherever he is he's ok, and he'll always be loved by me. Not only will he always be loved he'll always have a special place in my heart no matter what.
