Over Time

Chapter four

I groaned as I realized it was five o'clock and I only had a couple of hours to get ready before I was to be picked up to go shopping with Leesha and Miranda. Least to say I was not too happy about going shopping or even leaving the house for that matter. I wish I could just stay home and watch a marathon of desperate house wives but I knew if I even tried to use that as an excuse to stay home I would only be given dumb glares and a lecture on how stupid that show is and what it's teaching me. But in my defense I find it very interesting, something about watching things about other people's lives lured me in like a fish and kept me hooked. And besides, they would never understand what it feels like to watch it. All they ever watch is Pretty Little Liars and True Blood. It's not like they watch anything good.

Groaned and mumbled a few curse words under my breath as I headed on up to my room and grabbed my towel off its hook so I could take a shower. I quickly hopped in and turned the water on to a very hot temperature then began to wash my body. I ran my fingers through my hair a few times, deeply scrubbing the dirt and sweat that had built up all throughout the week as well as on my body.

Once I had completely washed my entire body I got out and scrubbed myself down, drying myself off and slipping on some underwear and jeans as well as a pair of sneakers and a sweat shirt.

I took a comb and ran it through my hair multiple times and waved the blow dryer around my head, attempting to dry my completely soaked hair. But somehow I managed myself and at least made my hair halfway decent. Well...as decent as I could to make myself presentable to the world. Even though these past few days have been rough and I have lost my interest in things I loved, I still care about my public appearance.

I sighed deeply as I stared at myself in the mirror, my crystal blue eyes staring back at me. They should have been a bright color, beautiful even but tonight they were dark and glassy. They even lost their ability to reflect the light above the mirror. And my hair which was normally smooth, silky and shiny was dry and frizzy, and was an almost ugly auburn color unlike my sisters. It didn't look healthy, and I knew that my mom and friends were right. I should care more about my living style but recently I didn't have the urge to or the energy.

"Brook! Your friends are here!" I heard my mother yell from the bottom of the stairs.

I sighed once more before grabbing my purse and my phone then heading down the stairs. As I went down I spotted my friends by the door, chatting quietly and laughing about something. I couldn't quite hear what they were saying but then again I didn't really care either.

My friend Miranda looked up at me and smiled a little, her lip gloss shimmering under the chandelier in the hallway. "Finally! Can we go now?" she asked me.

I just nodded, not saying anything.

Me and Leesha followed Miranda out the door and to the car, Leesha following close behind me. As soon as we were both side by side she glanced at me from the side, looking me over like she was trying to read my mind. I could tell she had something she wanted to say but she couldn't quite get it out, so she just glanced at me while she stayed silent.

We loaded into Miranda's car, Miranda in the driver's seat, Leesha in the passenger seat and me in the back.

"Are you ready?" Miranda asked us both as she adjusted the mirror.

I nodded as well as Leesha did, once again not saying anything. I just figured it would be better if I just stayed silent and didn't open my mouth. It only caused me more problems, and I wasn't sure I wanted anymore. The one I had now was more than enough and more than I thought I was able to take. But then again this type of thing happened every day and this was just part of the circle of life. We all died. This thing wasn't abnormal.