Let's Go There Together

Chapter 6

I woke up at 6:00am and I don't know why. I took a quick hot shower and realised that I have a fat body. Fat and beautiful because being fat has never been ugly. I put on a light pink t-shirt, a light green cardigan, a gypsy grey knee-length skirt, some black flats and let my hair in a low wet ponytail. I never cared about fashion and outfits and stuff. I don't think I will tire myself waking the guys up but I will start cleaning the place here.

I started to collect all what's left of the pizza in one box and put the melted ice cream in the garbage, cleaned the mess of the pillows and the covers all over there and put them back in the bedrooms. I don't know when the others slept so I decided to leave them with an alarm at 7:00am so they would get up if they want to go to work or turn it off if they don't want to.

I took my keys, my phone and put on a big white sweater and got out of my flat. I started to drive my car to work, it's the first time that I look through the window admiring the view. Their was few kids with their mothers walking. The girls were wearing dress, had their hair in  ponytails or pigtails and were running so they would be the first in the playground so I decided to stop and sit on a bench or something, it was like 6:30.

Childhood is a period of time you had to enjoy, enjoy every single moment you were living. Probably I kind of regret it and people who were pretending to be teens while they only had five years old regret it. I thought it would be cool not to run in public, to take care of my weight and stuff. Now I really wish I could be a child or a baby again, I would do embarrassing things in public and no one would care because I would be a kid I would talk to flowers, I would run everywhere, I would not care about anything. I would love Disney without anyone telling me that I'm too old for it. But now, here wishing if I could be a child. I think I would have to write an article about how childhood is great one day. Just remember that you'll never be as young as you're now.

When I arrived to my work, I stayed in my place, I didn't know what to do. It was 6:50. I couldn't do anything but started to read articles that had to be published today. They were quite interesting, one about beauty, another one about technology and some other stuff that were interrupted by people coming and greeting.

"Hey Pez, Zayn said that he will come with me to work and I will take some clothes of yours. I'm telling you what's going to happen and not taking your permission okay? So bye." That's what was said in the call between Jade and I and she didn't even give me the chance to say good morning. It's great that I set my alarm or they would be still sleeping.

At 7:45am, Jade entered and she was sparkling with beauty. She was wearing some black leggings, a red sweater, som knee-high brown boots. As she was brunette and had blonde ombré hair, you could tell she was stunning with her loose curled hair and her popped brown eyes, her elegancy, her natural makeups. Everything was pretty perfect with her. But then, I look at myself. I observed my round stomach and my fat thighs, eyebags replace my concealer, pimples on my skin are in the place of my foundation, low wet ponytail instead of wavy hair and some grandma clothes that used to be on fashion, 5o years ago.

"Good morning everyone, this is Jessica Nelson, a new journalist here." Mr Michel interrupted everyone who was admiring Jade. Behind him was a brunette haired lady, a little older than me. She had some black ripped trousers and a grey sweater. Her hair was in some loose curles. "Miss Edwards, can you please teach Jessica what you were taught. Good luck everybody." And he left. Why does he always let new people be with me? Wait I know her, I think I've seen her before.

"Welcome Jessica I'm Perrie." I said friendly, happily and I was smiling.
"You can call me Jesy." She smiled at me. "Wait, I think I've seen you somewhere." She looked at me more concentrated. "Do you know Adam Wright?" I glared at her. She's brunette, beautiful and curvy.
"Were you his girlfriend?" I asked.
"Are you that blondie he cheated on me with?"
"He told me he loved you more because you were curvy."
"He said he had sex with a bitch because she was thinner than me." Had sex!?
"He doesn't have the right to call me bitch and I never ha-"
"He didn't but I call you a slutty bitch. I don't even know why he cheated on me with you, you're not that thin, your hair is ugly, your face is ugly, your body is ugly, everything in you is ugly. You're ugly." What the hell?
"Hey there, you shouldn't be that mean to her she didn't know that he was dating the both of you at the same time." Zayn interrupted. I think he's heard the whole conversation.
"She's a slut! Why are you defending her? She dragged my boyfriend to have sex with him and I don't even know why he had sex with you, you're so ugly that when your mama dropped you off at school she got fine for littering." She looked at me while saying the last sentence. Well, can't deny it, Savage but.. I shouldn't say that.
"What the hell are you talking about? get away from her she did nothing to you!" Jade defended me, she didn't know this whole story but thanks..
"She's an asshole."
"Stop it!" I shouted.
"You know what, P is made for Perrie and is made for puta." (It means a female dog = bitch)
"STOP IT I SAID I DIDN'T KNOW HE DATED BOTH OF US AT THE SAME TIME!" I shouted tears almost getting out of my eyes.
"Are you seriously her friends or is it out of pity? Or maybe there's something for your benefits in defending her. I mean, why would you even like her? " I didn't say anything but left her and went to my desk.

Zayn sat on his desk and I think I wasn't smiling or maybe he knew I was thinking about what she said. When I noticed he was looking at me. " She thinks beauty comes from the makeup when it does from the heart. You look beautiful without putting these colours in some kind of art to believe you look gorgeous when you already are, naturally." He reassured and I got my head up from the desk and looked at him with a small smile proving that I'm kind of convinced about what he said. "And she doesn't want to understand the whole true story so she says stuff she doesn't know, and aren't true."
"Where will we go?" I asked smiling and sitting properly on my chair and changing the subject. "I mean, travel for the category and stuff.."
"I don't know, you can be the one who decides as it's your first trip. Do you want to go somewhere familiar or some place where there's something natural, different and unique?" I remember that question when he asked it before.
"I don't know, I'm not that kind of persons who dream about places to travel, what do you think? you lived the experience before."
"Why didn't you disagree with Jessica or told her anything? You had to defend yourself." Zayn opened the same subject again.
"You know Zayn, when someone I don't like or don't care about tells me something that is impossible to be real, I'd agree. Maybe even show proof that what they say is right. I don't have enough energy to argue with every single person I disagree with. Let the sky be green and the grass be blue. Who gives a damn, Zayn?" I answered

We've chosen Ghana as the first place to go because it will be interesting to start the adventure by going to live with African people for few days. I've never traveled anywhere before so I don't have a passport but I will make one someday, only God knows when, maybe Mr.Micheal will obligate me to start preparing its files today. I don't know. Would Ghana be like how Camara Laye described in his book? The black kid, It talked about Camara Laye's childhood in Africa before going to France to complete his studies. I guess not because he was born on 1928 like 90 years ago so, I'm pretty sure most things have changed.

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