The Trap of My Mind

The Fighter-Gym Class Heroes

I managed to get back to my house with just enough time to get ready. Luckily it doesn't really take me too long. You're lucky if I even brush my hair. Besides, I take my showers at night, usually. Unless of course I am feeling especially lazy or if my Netflixing gives me too many feels and I am obligated to keep watching.

It's the basic rule of binge watching! You never stop. Especially not to do something as unimportant as bodily hygiene. Pft. Who really needs that?

Anyways, I got back to my home and headed straight for my room. I wasn't late. I was just paranoid about being late. I tend to procrastinate. A lot.

I am pretty sure if you look up in the dictionary the meaning of procrastination the name that would show up right there would be Charlie Marvel. Yep, I would definitely be there.

Somehow, I managed to pick out what I was wearing within four minutes. It was truly a miracle. Besides being O.C.D. I was INCREDIBLY indecisive. So indecisive it's not even funny. I swear, they DO NOT balance each other out at all. It's awful.

What amazingly horrifying fashion decision would Charlie Marvel make this morning, you might wonder?

Well folks! Today's wardrobe consists of a Beastie Boys tee, accompanied by one of Mark's football sweatshirts.

It wasn't even football season! That's right! I'm a rebel!

Yeah, psych! My motto is, Only Goldie Goodies Say Baddie Baddie. It's so true though. And, if you haven't figured it out yet, I am one.

I slipped on my comfy, lazy day Bearclaw boots over some leggings that were super comfy.

Finally I was able to trudge downstairs and eat some breakfast, feeling completely starved. Going to the fridge and pulling out Hawaiian pizza from the night before was a struggle in itself. Yes, pizza for breakfast. I don't eat breakfast food so naturally I eat dinner food. Pizza was ideal for my customary first meal of the day because all you had to do is pop it in the microwave for a minute. Then, Poof! The job's a game!

Jk, a Mary Poppins reference was just too much to pass up!

45 seconds later I hear the ding. I take my beloved pineapple covered delight out then put it back in for a minute. The art of microwaving pizza is a science! And let me tell ya, I am an expert.

I'm sitting down at the table when my dog starts barking.

Mack was up, he barked.

"Mornin' Ms. Marvel!" Mack, my mother's fiance said as he entered the kitchen. I secretly lived my nickname being the famous supergirl.

"Morning," I chirped as I scarfed down my pizza.

"Hungry much?" He asked smirking. My mouth was full so I tapped my wrist.

"Ooohh late again, eh?" I nodded my eyes widening as I took another bite.

"Why don't you take time to chew your food and I'll just take you. That boy of yours picks you up too early anyways." He laughed his ever present laugh.

" Oh thank you,"I sighed and went to text Mark, letting him know. A few moments later his message tone chimed.

Mark
OK I have some stuff to do this morning anyways, love you

Love you too

Not too long after I was ready to leave and I called for Mack as my mom walked down the stairs.

"Hey hon," she said balancing her short legs perfectly in her black heels, as she rushed to the coffeepot putting a large amount of straight black into a to go travel cup.

"Hiya mom," I answered, pouring myself one as well. She raced around picking up bags and briefcases. She was late again, like always. It didn't really matter considering it was her own environmental law firm she worked for.

She finally thought she was ready and kissed my cheek laughing at my breakfast, "Love you, have a good day sweetie."

"Love you too mom," I laughed.

Mack helped my mom with her bags and I waited in his Jeep, "All good?" He asked, getting in.

"I think so," I answered. And off to the hellhole of high school I went.