‘Five hours late’, Satiana mused to herself. ‘Who in the world can be five hours late on the first day of school?'
‘Yep, only Satiana Damisan Storm can'
She had given up on getting ready for school as she realized she just wasn’t up for school. Besides, her baby would be delivered the next day so why not wait.
Her baby was a dark blue Audi S3 Hatchback. She loved that car more than Nike High-tops. And that was saying something, especially when she had a whole room dedicated to her personal collection of Nike High-tops.
She wouldn’t describe herself as obsessed with them. More like, overly fond of. Yes, that would be the phrase she would use to describe the relationship with her high-tops.
For obsession... well, Satiana had that with cars. There was no regular pattern to which she changed cars; she saw a car she liked, she bought.
As she made her way down the stairs of the new house her mom and her moved into a few days ago, a thought struck her, ‘where is my mother?’
With that, she shot like a bullet down the stairs. Several futile minutes passed of her trying to find her mother. She finally decided to use her supernatural empathic powers to locate her mother’s emotions. She became satisfied when she felt her mom in her room.
Satiana immediately felt at ease so she moved towards the dark green fridge marked SATTY’s which was next to the light green one marked MER’s.
The two fridges both held the same type of foods: junk food, mostly pizza and tubs and tubs of ice-cream. Satiana and Meredith, her mom, had the same taste in almost everything and they also had the best mother-daughter relationship ever. But, when it came to food, they had a mutual understanding: don’t touch mine and I won’t bite your head off. Thus, the two- different-fridge-solution was born.
Her father had found it very amusing the way the two of them could go from bff’s to mortal enemies just because one had mistakenly eaten the other’s pizza or something.
Thinking of her father made want to cry. She couldn’t allow herself to think of him. Even the most insignificant of things about him made her heart heavy with pain.
‘I have to move on, ‘she thought firmly ‘I won’t think about it, it only brings pain’
With that, she locked her father in the deepest, darkest corners and trenches of her mind where he wasn’t accessible. Where he belonged.
