Give me a break, don't break me

Chapter 6

"BONG!" I jerked up. My elbows resting on the keys of the keyboard, my foot on the sustain pedal. I fell asleep song writing.
Damn.
I played back the songs as I plodded downstairs for breakfast.
Not bad.
I ambled over the the ironing board to collect my clean, sleek uniform. It was only when I was fully dressed in it and I had pulled my hair back into a ponytail, that I realised it was a Saturday. Worse, it was supposed to be Kat's party. Even worse, I was late!
Damn, DAMN!
I changed out of my uniform and shovelled some too-small-jeans out of my dresser, and plopped on a Hype T-shirt. My Nikes were ready at the door.
"MUM? Can I take my bike to cycle to sadie's house, so her mum can drive us to bowlplex?"
"No. It's too dangerous, I'll drive you." She answered shortly.
"But we need to leave now!" I moaned "I'm late as it is!"
"Well, you'll have to wait a little longer." This was really bad, I had to leave now! I panicked. "have some breakfast." But all was fine when my mum plopped a tuna bagel in front of me, and a warm mug of mint tea, and Greek yogurt and honey.
Mothers have a personal way of satisfying their kids, when they are distressed, all my mum has to do is present me with food, and my world clicks into place. That pretty much sums me up right there.

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The October air crept into the car and flushed my cheeks with a chill. Misty sea spray blanketed the coast from sight. I knocked on the door my fingers white with the cold. After what seems like eternity, Sadie opened the door. Her Slender glasses framed her half-open bloodshot eyes.
I spoke first.
"Hello M'mam I am here on account of the cold finger society. On a morning such as this, the weather seems not on our side. We believe we need to co-operate again these seasonal elements, there are others not as lucky as yourself as to possess a pair of gloves, me, at this untimely moment, I was just knocking to ask if you would be oh so charitable as to lend thee some?"
A smirk bent Sadie's lips. She didn't step aside.
"Oh just give me some freaking gloves!" I whined sarcastically.
This, she seemed to find very amusing so she stepped aside to let me in.
About time.
"Right we better get going then!" Sadie rubbed her hands together. With keenness not coldness. Which reminds me.
Gloves.
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We arrived at the bowling ally a smidge late, but we scraped a chance to choose what team we were on. I could see Jess and Pheonix takes selfies for insta and Facebook. Neither of the were really paying attention to the fact that we were all talking to Kat about what she got for here birthday.
Although it was rude, that they were being anti-social, I felt a twinge of jealously.
It was probably because at the time I felt the need for a new best friend. Only because a few weeks before Jess came I felt that Kat didn't see me as her best friend, she just saw me as evenly as she saw everyone else. All of us were on the same level to her, like a glass of water. Still, at the same level with all of us on the surface. I always felt the need to prove that I was on a different level to the other girls. I wanted her to see me as her best friend. Childish I know, having the urge to rock the glass unbalancing the levels. I thought better of it, because what happens when a glass rocks from side to side?
SMASH! that's right.
It will shatter, and your friendship along with it.
But with Jess I felt a fresh new glass of water put on the table, I wanted to prove to someone that I was their best friend, because I wanted to feel special to someone, and I never knew why.

*

The camera whisked in my face so close it could have touched my nose.
They were giggling, I pushed it away.
"Lyra, this is going on Instagram you know?" Pheonix snickered