Perfect

Perfect • i

Perfect.
That's what everyone strives to be.
Perfect body, perfect face, perfect hair, perfect nails.
The list could go on forever. What I don't understand and probably never will is:
Why?
Why do people want to be perfect? What will they gain when they're perfect? What's the point? I guess I'm saying this because I'm not perfect myself. None of us are and never will be.
Perfect.
Another word way out of everyone's league.
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"Why Amanda? Why? I don't understand! I try to give you everything you want! Why don't you appreciate what I do for at least 5 minutes?!"

I roll my eyes.

"My name is Skyler remember?"

She widens her eyes for a minute then keeps going. "I try so hard help you cope with this situation but it's never enough!"

I sigh loudly.

"Are you done? I really have to get going."

"Get going?" She says with an incredulous tone. "Get going? No. You're not going anywhere. You're staying here today."

I chuckle.

"Says's who?"

"Says me! I am your mother!"

"Sandra," I say, putting an emphasis on her name. "is not my mother, Leslie is, so when you find her, call me. In the meantime, I'll be out." I grab my jacket and walk out the door. I hop in my car and drive, not really knowing where I'm going since we moved here two days ago.

I drive aimlessly until I find a small run-down diner. I park and walk in, the overwhelming smell of burgers hitting me hard. My stomach grumbles and I remember I haven't eaten since breakfast, which was just a bowl of cereal. I sit down in a booth and take a look at the menu. I'm really feeling a burger right now. I call a waitress over and she takes my order before walking away.

I lean my head against the window and close my eyes, a billion thoughts running through my mind. School starts tomorrow and I have no idea what to wear but really my number one priority was to lay low during senior year and graduate a nobody. I go over the rules in my head:

1) Don't get attached.

2) Don't let anyone in.

3) My name is Skyler Reed.

I keep my eyes closed as these thoughts run through my head.

"Ahem."

I open my immediately, seeing a black-haired guy with brown eyes. He smirks.

"Hey beautiful."

I suppress the urge to roll my eyes.

"What do you want?" I ask.

"Can I sit?"

"No," I say bluntly leaning my head back on the window and closing my eyes.

"Ah, hard to get, I like it." He says and I open my eyes again just in time to see him wink.

"Look," I say, already tired of his act. "I have a boyfriend so can you please leave?"

"I'm sure he wouldn't mind sharing someone as beautiful as you." He grinned.

Um. Did I hear him correctly? What kind of guy thought like that? I mean I don't have a boyfriend but I'm pretty sure the point of having one is to only date him.

"Yes he would now get out of my way before-"

"Before what? You call him and run away scared?"

"Before I punch you." And with that my fist lands right on his nose. I get up before he has the chance to retaliate and leave a couple of bills on the table. I walk to my car and hop on before driving away.

Going home isn't an option so I drive around aimlessly some more. My stomach grumbles again. God I keep forgetting to feed that thing. I pull up to a McDonald's and go in line for the drive-thru because at this point, I didn't feel like getting up. I take the first aid kit while I wait and clean up the blood from my hand before slapping a bandaid on it. I drive forward and order a Big Mac.

Stop right there. I can feel you judging me. I'm a hungry girl okay?

I grab my food and park my car taking a big bite of my burger and sipping on my coke. I soon finish and with nothing left to do, I unfortunately have to drive back home. I take a peek at my phone and- 11:00?! Holy crap! I didn't know it was that late. First day of school is tomorrow! Mom was definitely sleeping by now. I drive back and hop off my car going inside as quietly as possible. I run upstairs to my room and fall on my bed, pulling the covers up to my chin and fall asleep dreaming of a perfect life.

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-Cordelia Rose