Becoming Dina Howard (#Wattys2015)

"Well hello there, Sunny!"

~Today. The day is today. Oh my god. It's happening. I'm free.~

The thoughts faced through my head as I got up. It was my day, after all. And it would become one of the best days of my life.
Anyway, it was my day. But before I could actually show the world I had to get ready.

6:27 A.M.
I hop into the shower. Lately, I've grown to hate showers. I hate to look at it. Luckily, it's rather small, so it won't be much of a distraction. But still, it's a constant reminder of what I am, at least bodily.
Anyways, I use pretty good stuff in my hair. "Lilac Breeze" is like, the best shampoo ever. I smell like a fucking garden after I use it.
6:59 A.M.
And, I'm late. Say goodbye to getting to school on time. But hey, at least I smell nice.
After the longest shower I've ever taken, I have to shave. Everywhere. It's basically a living hell, because, again, I have to look at it. But this is a special occasion, so I wanna be smooth.
7:05 A.M.
Now, the process of dressing. I love this part.

Step 1: Gruel about having nothing to wear but the clothes you've stolen from your mother and the much-too-big ones from Macey.
Step 2: hear a knock at the door and fucking panic cause you're in a bra and Dad might be outside the door.
Step 3: yell "Who is it?" as casually as possible.
Step 4: hear your mother's voice yell "It's just me, Dina".
Step 5: freak out a little because your mother just called you by your real name instead of your given one and obviously knows.
Step 6: open the door to see your mother smiling and crying at the same time, holding a beautiful yellow sundress.
Step 7: smile and giggle and take the dress.
Step 8: have a (semi-awkward) conversation about how you're mother will always support you and she accepts you.
Step 9: love your mother even more than you already did.
Step 10: put on that beautiful dress and getting a matching yellow sweater (which is honestly more of a too-big cardigan) from the pile of stuff you stole from Macey and find some unisex yellow converse you own.
Step 11: have your wig look amazing cuz of the shit you put in it last nights
Step 12: put it own!
Step 13: MAKEUP!
Step 14: finish your makeup and love it.
Step 15: grab your PLL backpack that you made yourself on.
Step 16: marvel at how good your backpack looks.
Step 17: sneak out while your father is distracted and walk to Macey's house.
Step 18: by now it's fucking 8:00 A.M.
Step 19: you have 30 minutes to get to school.
Step 20: You're done.

8:02 A.M.
"Well hello there, Sunny!" Macey said to me.

"The names Dina, thank you very much. James Dina," I said, slickly sliding the pair of sunglasses Macey had on her desk onto my face.

"Niceeee," Macey half yelled at me.

Macey was a very tall, slightly overweight girl, with stringy auburn hair and muddled brown eyes. Not like I was much better, though. I had a way-to-high-up nose and a very flat face, with it shaped like a racquet. My hair was a dull brown color and my eyes were a very ugly grey color. So, basically, neither of us were real lookers.

"Let's hit it, Bitch," I hooted, flipping the glasses off of my face and standing.

Macey stayed seated, looking like she was about to say something. Oh god, I thought. Another lecture.

"Yeah. Let's hit it, Dina," she said instead, her face changing to a happier Ora. She stood.

And all I could think about as we walked out of her house was; goddamn, my best friend is awesome.