New Heights

Am i the same?

"Spencer! Wake up!", my mom exclaimed from downstairs. "But mom...it's the weekend", i groaned while switching the side of my pillow to the cool side. "We still have erans", my mom explained. I sighed and sat up in my bed. I looked in the mirror and I had a severe case of bed head. Ew? Me? Seriously? What time is it? I looked over at my alarm..it boldly said 7:00a.m. Way too early. I groaned and dragged myself out of bed and slipped on my blue fluffy bunny slippers that my grandma bought for me last Chistmas. Still fit me? Wow...shocker! So comfortable! I really want to go back to sleep! Gah! No! I dont want to go to sleep! I walked downstairs...unwillingly and watched as sleeply as my motherr's fingers sorted through a bunch of bills. She was always ahead of the bill collectors and never wanted to collect debt and so far so good. I yawned and then she noticed i was downstairs. "Perfect. Wait, you're not going outside like that...are you?", my mother said not approving. I was wearing big fluffy pajama pants and a pink tanktop. "Wait, we're going outside? I thought we were just doing inside chores", i said with my ugly weird morning voice. "Yeah, i need you to go run in some stores. So go get dressed...properly", my mother said while putting the bills back in her box and shut the box. I slowly walked back upstairs and changed into yoga sweatpants and a white tanktop. Back to originally me....or not. I looked at myself in the mirror. How am i going to fit in with these basic outfits? But i don't want to change who I am. I mean...just because i live somewhere different doesn't mean I have to change who I am...right? "Hurry up!", my mom exclaimed from downstairs. I decided to wear my original look and just added some flipflops and went downstairs to acompany my mother on some errans that I already hate before even doing them. 

"So how's school?", my mom asked while starting the car. "It's..well it's going to take some getting used to i guess", i replied not excited at all. "Yeah, moving all over the place is hard i understand. But you're strong and friendly. You'll get through it. I know you will", my mom smiled while backing out of the drive-way and onto the perfectly paved street. No bumps...at all!! 

We pulled into a parking lot for food I think..."Want to go in, or should I?", my mom asked while pulling out of list of all the groceries on it. "I'll go in, you did enough", I smiled while taking the grocery list and getting out of the car. I entered the store full of the grocery list and saw Jake standing there with a box of chocolates and his little sister...i think. I quickly tried to duck behind an aisle to prevent him from seeing me...but that was a fail because he spotted me. "Spencer...is that you?", he asked. Oh no! He walked over to me and smiled and said "Having trouble looking for something...like pads?", Jake asked while picking up a pad that fell on the floor beneath me. Oh god! Just my luck. "No, i just sort of was wandering around and hit into the shelf and well yeah", i said while putting the pads neatly back on teh shelf. "Well...is that a list? Maybe I can help you out with looking for stuff", Jack suggested. Should I?