Pretty Please With a Cherry On Top

Sherry

Home...Away from him. George. My George. Sigh, I wish I had the courage to talk to him. I mean I do just if I got caught talking to him my life would be wiped away from school.

"Mom, i'm home!" 

I yell as I step into our home. Small, white, bland, poor? That's what I would describe my house as. I mean what would you expect?  I am the most popular girl in school but my house doesn't reflect that. This is why if I want to go to college I have to get a scholar ship. My mom is too poor to pay for any basic necessities anymore. I look into the kitchen, living room, bedroom, nobody?

 I go into the kitchen and see a note on the counter.

"A note?" I say confused

I open up the note and read. 'Left money, order food. Won't be home until late. -Your Mother' I sigh, I bet she is at the bar again...fuck at this point she is going to lose a lot of money because of how much she goes to the bar, and dad doesn't pay child support anymore. He just vanished out of thin air. 

"Bitch..." I say through clenched teeth as I crumple the paper in my hand. 

Its okay I will just watch a show. I sigh and sink into our couch and turn on our TV,

"Lets see what we have on today..." I say as I look through the channels, ICarly comes up and I decide to watch that.

Time passes on and I begin to feel drowsy, I lay down and sigh tiredly as I still to try and watch the show even though I am very tired. I groan and rub my eyes. I then remember I have a project due tomorrow and I quickly stand up from the couch and head to my room. 

"Shit I wonder what time it is," I check the time and my eyes widen. 

"Fuck fuck fuck!" I can't believe that it is 12:00 am already. I think as I quickly begin to work on the project. But me being me of course I have to fall asleep.