Whatever makes you feel alive

My Escapade

The next morning, my head aches as I woke up on a cold pillow. Muscles resisting my brain's command to move. After a lot of effort I finally headed downstairs to grab my breakfast.

Argghhhh......that same old pancakes with blueberry sauce and mashed potatoes. Before I could take a bite, I heard the door bell and to my effing surprise, entered two of my neighbours/schoolmates/ childhood friends, Sharon and Angelina.

"What are you doing here, at this hour of the morning?" I managed to speak while comprehending my own words.

"Dumzzz......it's 12 at noon and you were still sleeping? No wonder you look like hell. "

I feel like hell.

"Well your mom called us; she wants us to talk to you Alex."

Crap!! Holy mother of all my sins help me escape this.

"What is wrong with me?"

"We don't know, you tell us?"

Yah right, like I would do that.

"Nothing. I am all righty and brighty" I said in my most vivacious voice while flipping through the newspaper, thinking that they would buy it.

"What's the matter?"

"Oh come on Sharon, are we really gonna have this conversation, I am bored of you two confronting me every time something goes wrong between me and mother. "

"We are not at fault in here Alex and your mom, definitely not"

Yah that's what I have been hearing all my life. How miserable I made her life and how big a disappointment I am on the face of this Earth.

A pure Devil in disguise of a Daughter.

"I............" the moment I tried to divert from the topic, my jaw fell open, muscles tighten, and mouth went dry because there it was, MY ESCAPADE.

I don't know what I was thinking; this 'thing' was not my thing, still something about it felt right.

"Dadddddd.........................." Ray is my father, actually step-father; I always make a point to use him to win an argument against mom, but in this matter, a War.

"What's the matter sweetie?" he too is obsessing over my anti-social behaviour.

Keeping my finger on the newspaper, I said "I wanna go there." It was the advertisement of a summer camp of 3 weeks up in North Carolina involving various adventurous activities in the wild.

"I want to go; I so badly want to go"

Even though I am an atheist, I thanked god for presenting me such a perfect plan.

"Okay, I will talk to your mom; I think we can allow you to join them, something like your 18th birthday present, moreover it will be good for you honey."

Woah. That was easy. But still I am unaware of what it might be like, how the events will unfold and the most important thing "how I will survive?"

3 pairs of eyes exclaimed "What?"

"nothing" smiling through my teeth.

4 days later

Shopping done, bags packed (both materialistic and emotional) and ready to test my limits.

Fingers crossed.