The universe has a funny way of showing it's interest in people . For instance , my life . Looking back on my measley eighteen years on this boring rock that we as the human race called home , I decided that my life wasnt that interesting .
My name was , or is Iris Elizabeth Chauser . I know right ? Absolute mouthful .
I pursed my lips whilst thinking this , and mother must of noticed that , and sighed deeply , gaining my attention . I glanced at her from my perch on the leather sofa , and her chocolate brown eyes bore into my own . A trait my genes had stolen from her .
" What are you thinking about, Iris?" She questioned softly. I shrugged , and answered her .
" Im just thinking about my exsistence again." I replied . Dad coughed from behind his newspaper , the paper crinkling as his grip tightened on it . My mum looked at him fondly , before returning her passive gaze at the TV .
Im sure their marrige has love in it somewhere . They were childhood sweethearts , well after mum rejected him around twenty times . My mum , Mary-Elizabeth was quite popular in school . She was on the netball team , and now coaches my colleges cheerleaders . My dad , Scott was a gigantic nerd when he was a teen . He was captain of the chess team , but he now works as a CEO for his friends corperate company . I find this quite an odd match up, and if anyone bothered to ask id simply chuckle and roll my eyes.
"Honey , have you thought about what you want for your birthday this year?" Dad asked , folding his paper down the middle of the sports section and putting it on the coffee table . Mum gave a soft laugh .
" Scott , leave her alone . She's got a couple of weeks yet." I groaned , and cradled my head in my hands, my red hair falling infront of my face . Dad joined in on the laughter and I rolled my eyes . Sometimes , I actually thought I was apart of some weird reality show , and my parents are just a TV couple .
I stood , and stretched , looking at the clock as I did so . Nine pm .
" Im gonna go to bed . Night ." I mumbled , and they both , in unison wished me goodnight .
I climbed the wooden stairs , the only noise was my sneakers slapping and squeaking against the hardwood floors . I had college tommorow , so I needed sleep . I chucked my phone on my bedside table , and the screen illuminated with the reminder of a long forgotten doctors appointment id cancelled . I undressed , and simply stared down at my body . Extremely pale , with flesh coloured scars indented on my knees (-Id rode down a hill on a scooter and fell over the handlebars). I wasnt exactly a skinny character , but I definitely wasn't fat . I didnt have big breasts , but I wasn't concerned about it . Mulling these thoughts about my self image over , I dressed in some shorts , a shirt and some bedsocks , and slid under my purple blanket . I already felt like tommorow was going to be stressful .
