I'm going to update every Monday. I didn't update yesterday cause my phone was out and my brother was using my charger whole day.
Enjoy! :)
C h a p t e r 4
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Today was Sunday and because of my parents religiousness we had to go to church. All of us.
I don a white long sleeve dress that stopped above the knee, a black lace forming below and to top it off I wore a white wedge that fit perfectly with my dress.
I race towards my mirror to fix my brown hair, clipping the hair on my side just so it won't cover my face.
I add only a pinch of make up on my face.
Once I finish applying, I tip toed downstairs, trying my best not to fall on my heels.
As much as I don't like to wear this killer wedges this is the only shoe I have that goes with my dress and I can't wear sneakers or else mom would give me an earful.
I reached the staircase and stopped midway to see mom helping dad fix his tie.
He was saying something to her but I can't hear anything. She laughed heartily and slapped Dad in the arm.
He too laughed with her as they trailed to the kitchen, their arms linked together.
I smiled lovingly at the two.
How sweet.
"Hey, Mel. What are you doing?" I jolted when someone whispered.
I turn around to see Dominic. "You scared me brother."
I place a hand in my heart trying to calm it's erratic beating.
Dominic laughed. "Your a wimp you know that." He glides downstairs towards the kitchen.
"Maybe that is why you still don't have a boyfriend. Boys don't like wimps." He says before he disappeared in my sight. "Oh yeah? Well girls don't like boys with-with a hairy face!" I shout at him.
That was a stupid comeback.
His head shot back and he raised his eyebrows. "Please. Girls fall for this and these." He motioned his hands to his beard then to his body. Uchk! "Whatever." He laughs and goes back to the kitchen.
I continue going down the stairs still on my tippy toes.
Finally for how many decades, I arrived to my destination; the kitchen.
My family were already in there. Happily chatting and talking.
Why is it that I am always the last person to walk inside our kitchen?
I sat beside Dominic who was eating his salad. Yeah a salad.
I asked him once why he only ate salad.
He said." To keep this overload hotness of a body." He started his diet last week.
Never in a million years would I see a guy eat only a salad before. And I even saw him sneak at midnight to eat some leftover pizzas. What a waste of time.
There are times I believe that he is gay but that conclusion was proved wrong because his room was full of underdressed girls. Gross.
"Why don't you starve yourself then, rather than eat salad." I retort.
