Finding Me

Chapter 6: Mrs. Wanda

Olivia

If your confused, here's more about your wonderful leading lady.

I was born on February 17, 2000. You know what happened there. Technically, I was supposed to be a boy. They apparently read the ultrasound wrong or something changed right before I was born.

It's kinda weird thinking that I should've been a boy. With all those...boy parts. Eww.

Anyway, I've not always been a tough woman. As a child, I was as soft and baby-like as ever. I cried at everything, happy and sad. It got super annoying for my father. Especially when I figured out that there had to be a mother involved to have a child.

I cried for at least a month.

And after my dad died, I just couldn't take it. I stopped wining and letting my friends treat me like a child. I let everything go. I stopped crying for years and I stopped remembering.

And now that Jeana has revealed my whole entire life, I feel like I remember too much. I hated being vulnerable, but now I was. Every sword and arrow is pointing at me.

It makes me remember a doll I have lying under my bed that I got as a gift from Maya. Carter doesn't even know about it. I called her Mrs. Wanda. I named her after the doctor at the hospital that my dad died. Wanda was so nice, like a mother. Before I finally left the hospital, she gave me a note. I read it almost everyday and it always reminds me of my dad. Is that even a good thing? She is a knit doll made of sturdy yarn. She has brunette hair like me and wears a purple, short sleeve dress. She is really soft. At night, while Carter is asleep, I take her out and hug her. I think about everything that's wrong with my life and try to fix it. Well, you know how that worked out. Life sucks.

So yeah, I'm sitting in the room right now, holding Mrs. Wanda. I managed to escape Mr. Cofyns anger streak. I stroked Mrs. Wanda's hair and fluffed her dress. There's no way I'm going back to school  in a couple of weeks just to face Jeana and Melissa again. They would laugh at me again and show the school how different I am. I am not going to cry. It's good to be different. I'm also not going to let people baby me for my miserable, miserable life.

Suddenly, I heard a large grumbling sound like a million landslides. You guessed it, I was hungry as heck. I carefully placed Mrs. Wanda in a small wooden box that I slipped far under my bed.

I then got up and headed downstairs where I met with Carter and sat down with some grub. Turkey and corn...mmm...my favorite.

After, we went to the living room and started opening presents with the other orphans. I could only afford a cat pillow for Carter and some chocolates for the rest of the orphans. Fun fact, all the orphans are different ages except for me, Carter, and another orphan named Ricky. Ricky was cute, but I have no interest in dating and boyfriends.

Moving on, after we had finished opening presents from the orphans, it was the maids turn. I mostly got socks and underwear from Julia and the other maids.

Out of the blue, Maya grabbed my arm and dragged me to her room.

"What are you doing?" I asked as she rustled through some things behind her bed.
"Don't tell Mr. Cofyn but," she handed me a box. "I hope you like it."
It was a four wheeled skateboard. I have been dying to have one of these for like, ever! It was the classic black color. How in the world did Maya afford this? I was squealing on the inside when Maya pushed me out of the room. I didn't even get a chance to say my thanks. I guess I'll tell her later. I spotted Carter and told him to follow me upstairs to our room.

Once in the room, I revealed my present from Maya.
"Woah! That's so rad." Carter said like he was trying to be "cool".
"It's from Maya. And please, don't ever say rad again." I rolled my eyes.
"Fine. Do you know how to ride it?"
"No, not yet anyway. I can teach myself, it can't be that hard."
"What if it is hard to teach yourself? Shouldn't you get like knee pads or something?" He hugged me. "I can't have my Oli bear get hurt."

I was about to make a witty remark when Ricky came into the room.

"Aww, you guys are being all lovey dovey again." He smirked. I pushed Carter off and smacked him with a pillow. "C'mon Olivia. I think it's cute when you treat Carter like a little brother. Mate, it's adorable." I blushed a little. Just a little, nothing more. But it was just enough to make Ricky smile. Dang it! Did I mention he's Australian? Aww man, there's no way I'm getting into boy problems right now.

I yawned and realized it was late so we all got into bed. Everyone drifted to sleep in a second, but I stayed up till I could no more. It's been a long day, but I knew there were longer days to come.