With a jolt I sat up in bed, shuddering at the shriek of my alarm clock. Great, I thought, the first week of school after the winter holidays. Isn't that lovely. I trotted to the bathroom, brushed my teeth, and, despite my father's constant protests, framed my eyes with two flicks of black eyeliner. I ran a brush through my now-faded purple hair, quickly dressed up, and went downstairs to grab breakfast before going off to the ninth circle of hell.
As I ate my scrambled eggs in silence, Mom, also groggy after a short sleep, stared out the window, cuddled in a sweater. I was so lucky to have her -- it's stereotypical for teens to be annoyed with their parents all the time, but that just wasn't the case with me. My mom has always understood me, being quite young herself and remembering exactly what it's like to be a sensitive high schooler with an attitude.
"Did you sleep well?" asked she, yawning.
"Nah. Couldn't fall asleep."
"Have you heard anything from Kyle?"
"He texted me on Christmas. He's with his family in Minnesota. Still on vacay, I think."
Kyle was my best friend of three years. He moved away because of his parents' work. Mom knew we're really close, and tried to cheer me up, seeing by the emptiness in my eyes how much I missed him.
"But you've still got Jamie, right?"
"Yeah," I answered weakly. I didn't tell anyone about my concerns regarding our friendship with Jamie. "He's been acting weird lately, though. Worse than me on my period."
Mom snorted at the comment.
"I'm sure it's nothing. Oh, look at the time. Don't you have to go, honey?"
"Yep. I'll see you after school. Have a good day, Mom," I said, putting on my jacket.
"I love you."
"Love you too."
With that, I was out the door.
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Friday, I Love You
Teen FictionVanessa doesn't expect her everyday life to get less miserable. That is, before she meets Marlon, who's new at the school. He's handsome and funny, but will she let him into her life?
