Crazy in love

Chapter 3

The sound of my alarm clock woke me up. I yawned and sat up. I was exhausted. I barely got any sleep the night before because I was crying because of how much my life sucked and how unfair my mother was being.

I got up and fixed my bed. I took a shower and brushed my teeth. When I was done I went to my room.

I was having a hard time picking out what to wear. I just had so many choices, I didn't know what to wear with what.

Amy was moving around in her bed. She sighed and got up. "I can't sleep." She said.

"Amy go back to bed."

"Not tired. Want me to pick something out for you?"

"Sure."

Amy picked out a sleeveless vintage T-shirt of Marilyn Monroe and told me to wear it with my high waisted pants.

"This is cute. Thanks Amy." I was glad Amy got up and picked something out for me.

She handed me my black toms and said, "Wear these."

I got dressed. I fixed my hair up and preceded to do my makeup. I made sure I did it exactly the way Maci showed me to do it. I looked in the mirror and smiled. I had to admit, I looked pretty.

"You're so pretty Mariah, even without the makeup and clothes."

"Aw, thanks Amy." I hugged her. "Now go back to bed."

"But I'm not tired." She whined.

"At least try to get some sleep."

"Alright." She got into bed and a few minutes later she was knocked out cold.

I grabbed my bookbag and waited outside for Nikki to pick me up. My mom didn't like to get up extra early to drop me off so Nikki usually took me to school.

A few minutes later she pulled up in my driveway. I got into the car.

"Damn Mariah." Nikki said looking shocked. "You look so...gorgeous."

"Thank you." I smiled.

When we got to school, I was nervous about getting out of the car. I was just thinking about how everyone would react to this new me. I wasn't sure if I was ready to face everyone. I felt like I was glued to the passengers seat. I just couldn't get myself up.

"Come on Mariah. Have some confidence."

Nikki was right. I couldn't stay the quiet, shy Mariah everyone knew. I had to come out of my shell.

I got out of the car and walked inside the school with all the confidence I could muster.

I saw a few people turn their heads in my direction, looking surprised. I heard some people say, that can't be Mariah or oh my gosh, she looks so pretty or wow I would have never guessed that Mariah could look that fine. I ignored all their comments and tried not to let it get to me. Another thing I needed to work on was not caring what people had to say about me. That was where most of my self esteem issues lied in, caring too much about people's opinions.

"Looks like you're the topic of the day." Nikki said, as she took out stuff from her locker.

"I guess." I said casually.

"Its like they're all now realizing how beautiful you are and that's sad. I didn't need you to have makeup or the newest clothes on for me to realize how beautiful you are."

I was blushing hard. Nikki always knew what to say. Nikki is a lesbian and I've always felt like she had a little crush on me but I didn't know for sure. Just the way she complimented me and the way she would look at me sometimes just made me feel like she liked me more than a friend.