The New Me

Chapter Six

Chapter Six

      That night I decided to go home. When I got there after our little incident with the William boys I went home, took a shower and collapsed in my bed.

      That is why the next morning, I wake up to the smell of bacon and the sound of my mother rummaging around in the kitchen.

      I roll over in my bed tiredly and look at my clock finding that it was ten thirty already. I groan before pushing myself out of bed and to the bathroom, where I take yet another shower and brush my teeth.

      When I get out I dress in a pair of jean shorts and a tank top.

      If you haven’t already noticed, my fashion is about the same. Jean shorts, graphic T or tank top.

      I never wear jeans.

      I shuffle out of my room and down the hallway. I hear the voices as I walk to the kitchen and know that they aren’t my mothers. I feel my shoulders slump slightly when I hear Amy’s laughter. I try to make a quick escape to the front door that was just down the hall but my mother catches me.

      “Jennifer?”she calls in a quizzing tone.

      I stop walking and feel my shoulders slump yet again before I turn around and find her hurrying out of the kitchen and smiling brightly when she sees me. The sight of her smile and the thought that it was for me makes my stomach churn.

      Why is she so happy to see me? After everything I have put her through?

      “When did you get here Honey?” she asks me as she dries her hands off onto the towel she holds in her hands.

      “Late last night, you weren’t home though.” I say, which isn’t a lie. She wasn’t home, she must have still been at their house.

      “O, yea, I went out and had dinner with Amy and the boys.” She says slowly.

      I nod slowly and look to the ground.

      “Their here now actually, how about you come and eat some breakfast with us?” she asks, gesturing to the kitchen with hopeful eyes.

      Despite the thought of having to endure breakfast with those three after what happened in Wal-Mart yesterday, I say yes. For my mother’s sake of course.

      A full smile spreads out onto her lips and she leads me into the kitchen in which I walk into and greet Amy.

      “Good morning Amy.” I say warmly and she smiles.

      “Good morning to you too Jennifer.” She grins and I grab a quick glass of orange juice before leaning against the corner. My mother and Amy begin talking in a conversation I can’t find a part of so I stir my juice around as I tilt my cup.

      “Jen, how about you go and say good morning to the boys? They’re in the dining room.” My mother tells me and she turns away from the stove and flashes me a smile.

      I sigh inwardly and walk into the dining room before stopping in the doorway with my thoughts.

      Wait. Why was I being so.. obedient? Normally I would have smarted back, would have refused to come and eat with them in the first place let alone go said good morning to the people who called me and my best friend freaks.

      “Wow, surprised to see that your home and not with your little Pal.” Toby says when he has seen me and breaks me away from my thoughts and I feel a smirk form on my face.