Good Girls Can Be Fun

3. An Unforgiving Shade Of Blue

CHAPTER 3- AN UNFORGIVING SHADE OF BLUE

1 week later…

I walked into the kitchen shoulders slumped and a frown adorning my face. “Alright enough is enough, Max. You’ve been walking around here like a sad puppy for a week now. What is wrong, Sweet Pea?” Catalina, my mom’s best friend and business partner, asked me.

 

I forced a smile on my lips and answered with the biggest lie of the century, “Nothing is wrong, Catalina.”

 

She raised her eyebrow and folded her arms clearly not believing the lie. The truth was I was absolutely miserable.

 

“Now we both know that’s not the truth,” Catalina started and then dived into rant about how lying was wrong. The smell of something burning suddenly hit my nostrils. I looked at the stove and screamed.

Catalina whipped around to see fire shooting out of the pan, “Ally, the pancakes!” Catalina called. Our maid ran into the kitchen.

 

“Oh my,” Ally exclaimed. She grabbed the pan, threw it in the sink, and turned on the water.

 

“Open that window and turn on the fan over the stove!” she screamed over the smoke detector as it beeped obnoxiously. She waved a towel at the pan fanning the smoke towards the window. My mom entered the kitchen with her cell phone attached to her ear.

 

The phone dropped from her hand when she caught sight of the mess, “What happened in here?” I pointed at Ally and slowly backed out of the kitchen and headed in the direction of my room.

 

My older brother Cameron stepped out of the bathroom with only a towel wrapped around his waist.  I scrunched up my nose in disgust, “Gross go put on some clothes!” I screeched.

 

Cameron smirked and puffed out his chest, “What do you mean gross? Girls would kill to see all of this masculinity.”

 

I laughed the patted his shoulder, “Whatever you say, bro.”

 

His chest deflated and he pouted, “You’re so mean to me!” he whined in a girly voice running to his room and dramatically slamming his door shut. I shook my head.

 

I showered, threw on my clothes, and tied my hair up in my usual ponytail then grabbed my school bag. As I passed by my mirror I froze and took in my reflection. I looked the same as I did everyday, but it was as if I was seeing myself through someone else’s eyes. I didn’t like how unflattering my clothes were on me, how my face was hidden behind my oversized glasses or how boring I seemed.

 

“Let’s go! We’re going to be late!” Cameron called as he banged on the door.

 

“Coming!” I took off my glasses and untied my ponytail allowing my hair to fall loosely around my shoulders. I looked like a new person and I liked the change.