With You

Chapter 12

                  

Chapter 12

   The light shone through my open window and I groaned loudly. What time is it even?

5:25 Am. OH MY GOD! I was supposed to wake up early to make breakfast for my mom!

I ran downstairs and stumbled to get the frying pan ready. My mom is going to totally kill me if I don't get her breakfast ready on time, she's already super pissed at me. I threw flour, eggs, milk and baking soda into the mixing bowl. Did she say chocolate or blueberries? Oh my goodness, what is it?

Pull yourself together Mackenzie!

Hey! It's not my fault that I have a forgetful memory. Shouldn't that be your fault brain?

You understand you are arguing with yourself right now?

Shut up, brain.

Composing myself after my argument with my inner self, I decided on chocolate. I mean, everyone likes chocolate. Whoever does not like chocolate has something wrong in their head. Quickly, I prepared all the pancakes (burning a few....no one said I'm good at making pancakes, okay?) and set them on my mom's plate. I checked the clock and saw 20 minutes had already passed. Has it really been that long? I ran upstairs to take a quick shower and get dressed.

"Honey! Is my breakfast ready yet?" I heard my mom yell from her room. Wow, no good morning or maybe a hello? My mom deserves to be mom of year.

"Yes ma'am! It's on the kitchen table!" I responded to her while stripping out of my clothes for my shower.

"I don't understand why you couldn't have brought to me Mackenzie. Do you know how many times I've brought you breakfast in bed? I would think you could do one simple thing for me." My mom yelled at me. I could imagine her sitting in her room, lazily texting her coworkers on her friend. If I had a nickel for every time my mom brought me breakfast in bed, I would be dead broke.

"Yes ma'am, I shouldn't have been so inconsiderate. I will bring it to you next time." I began to get tired of this daily routine; it really was wearing me out. All I had to do was finish my senior year and I would be, hopefully, off to Julliard. I jumped into the shower and quickly rinsed my body off. I jumped out and scurried to put my clothes on. Today I was wearing a red plaid skirt, a black tank top, black knee high socks and black heeled boots. I was also wearing my hair straight instead of the usual curls I wore. I looked in the mirror and sighed.

Why couldn't I have beautiful curves like Nicole had? Or amazing hair like Andrea? Why couldn't I have the gorgeous smile that Winter wore every day?

I would always be just average, average Mackenzie. Nothing about me stood out, it all looked the same. Like invisibility. I was stupid to think Luke could ever like a girl like me.

I'm gonna update on Sunday, she said. There will be regular updates, she said. Well urhm, sorry? Guys, I can't stand having writer's block. I had no idea what to write, so I wrote a filler. I hope I can start updating regularly. So we found out more about Mackenzie today, her insecurities and how her mornings usually work out. For those of you who are thinking that Mackenzie is overreacting about her mother, that is not true. Mackenzie's mother is neglectful of Mackenzie and you guys will realize that more as the story goes on. Well thanks for reading! See yaaaaaaaaa!!! *The outfit on the side is Mackenzie's school outfit*

Teaser: A certain girl from the group is super mad at Mackenzie. Trouble in paradise?

Update: Sometime this week

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