So It Begins

Summer Ends, School Begins

                   I watched the sun light slowly break apart the dark in the morning sky. I turned to lay on my side, still staring out my teal translucent curtains. I watched the clouds pass by trying to make shapes out of them. I knew I had to get up soon, but I didn't want to. I dreaded every minute that passed by, only for the fact I knew that it was a minute closer until I had to get ready for school.

                 I forced my self to get up and stop feeling sorry for myself. So I finally drug myself out of bed, I turned on my historic radio and popped in an old Selena Gomez CD. I sat at my white dresser and stared at myself in the mirror. You could tell I was up all night, but how could I not be? 

                Ever since my dad left, mom has been a complete wreck. I don't exactly know what to tell her, so all I say is "It's going to be okay." Somehow I feel the need to question myself, will it really be okay?

               I stared at my reflection for a while, until I realized that time was running out. I put a little dab of concealer under my eyes just to hide my dark circles, then I quickly slide on some mascara. I brushed the knots out of my tangled light brown hair, then I picked up my flat iron and straightened my hair in a fast manner. I had a lot of clothes to choose from, but yet I still didn't know what I wanted to wear.

              After all, I was new to Mystic Falls. I didn't know what was 'cool' or 'in style'. So I let ten minutes drag by as I stood there staring at my clothes as if they had changed. I decided to wear my white lace skater dress with a half long sleeve, along with my taupe colored riding boots. I felt very confident in what I was wearing, it was almost as if my feelings toward school starting has been completely changed.

           I stood standing in front of my mirror just checking to make sure I didn't forget anything. Thankfully, I had everything I needed. I reached at the end of my bed and picked up my black backpack. I walked down stair to the kitchen.

"Happy are we?" Mom said smiling.

"Just a little." I said looking at the french toast sitting on the table.

"Take one."  She offered. 

             I gladly took the top piece and devoured it. As I went to fill my water bottle up I glanced at the clock on the oven. "I better go, Mom. I don't want to be late on my first day. "We don't want a repeat of last year now do we?" She chuckled. "Bye, Mom." I said rolling my eyes.