Omari has a disorder that causes him to have multiple personalities, so far he only has one. He goes through life trying to find love for himself. But what happens when his other self is possessive.......
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Omari Sha'Jai Perez
I wake up early so I can go to school today. Although I don't want to go, I have to because I'm a Senior and I play sports so it's a requirement to go to school. I get out of bed slowly, I look down realizing I have a morning wood. Shaking my head, I head to my bathroom to pee and do my routines. Taking a shower I relax feeling the hot water run down my body and hair. Inhaling and exhaling I feel as if today will be a good day. Exiting the shower I wrap a towel around my waist and brush my teeth. I look into the mirror liking what I see today. I wish it was like this everyday.
Going to my room I lock the door before finding my school clothes. Pulling out my uniform I lay it on my bed wanting to add something to it. Grabbing my baby blue Nike hoodie and Rockstar Originals belt, I nod in approval of my choices. Slipping on my underwear, I moisturize my body and put on deodorant so I can hurry up for today. Slipping on my uniform shirt and my pants, I then put on my hoodie. Walking to my dresser I pull out my socks sliding them on. Slipping on my Jordan 4 Retro 'University Blue's', I grab my Dior Sauvage spraying it on my clothes. I love this cologne.
I walk back into the bathroom looking at my hair. I grab my brush brushing my fresh haircut. Grabbing a scrunchie I put my hair into a bun. I'm mixed with Dominican and African American mixed, my curly hair touches my shoulders now. It's a hassle but my mom helps anyway she can. My mom usually braids my hair but I didn't feel like hurting this time or sitting long hours. I look into the mirror at my green eyes, my favorite part of me. As I got older I realized I liked my features whether people didn't like it or not because I did. I'm proud of who I am and how I look now. My mom also let me get a nose piercing and tongue piercing a while ago and I don't regret it. Well she didn't really let me, my motto is do first regret later. Putting on my earrings I head to my room to grab my things.
I look at my pill bottle debating if I wanna take them. Shaking my head I reach to grab the bottle feeling my hands shake with every inch. Breathing heavily I grab the bottle cracking it open taking two of the small pills. Dry. Grabbing my bag and thermos I head downstairs for breakfast. *******
I smile seeing my mom and brother laughing together. My mom is black and as I said before and my dad is Dominican. My mom is a short darkskin woman who's very ummm direct. Yeah that's it. Smart mouth.
"Hey baby, you took your medicine?" I nod making her stare at me. I start to feel nervous when she looks at me like that. I don't like it when she stares at me. Even when I'm not lying she's still staring at me. "Mhmm. Don't make me find out you lying. And did you talk to your Mexican ass daddy?" I snicker hearing her talk about my dad. They go back and forth like an old married couple. "Yeah, yesterday. Hey baby bro, how you feel about school today?" He sighs loudly while I laugh at his dramatics. Very overdramatic.
