I'll Fly Someday

Chapter 2

Don't Misunderstand Me

She slammed the glass cup on the counter. "Say that again?" I'm surprised the glass didn't break.

I didn't say anymore. I had about enough of the conversation.

"That's what I thought." she growled before stomping off. At the table, Fat Jared and Obnoxious Catherine snickered at me.

"Ha ha." Obnoxious Catherine said in an annoying tone. "That's what you get."

Fat Jared frowned in disgust. "Yo begger, clean that up. Seeing you in that state makes me barf."

I clenched onto the towel on the counter and bent down to clean the mess. I took deep breaths as I did.

Their giggles were clearly heard. You have no idea how much I want to slap them back to their senses. Their eldest sister is being treated like shit, and they laugh at me, ordering me like a slave. Some family I have.

I threw the towel into the sink and ran down to my room. I locked the door of my room, threw down my backpack, and dashed to the restroom. I threw the t-shirt into the laundry basket and placing a bucket under the faucet, filling it with water. I turned off the water when the water reached to the top.

I bent my head and dunk my head inside. I held my head in that position before pulling my head back to the surface. I grabbed the shower head and sprayed cold water on my head to calm my nerves.

I slowly turned off the water and placed the shower head back in its place. I pulled my towel from the hanger. When my hair was finally dried, I looked at the clock.

There was no time to choose specifically. So I just took a random red sweatshirt from the closet. When I grabbed my backpack, I noticed that the house was absolutely quite. I gasped and dashed up the stairs and saw a note on the coffee table. Right next to it was a humongous wad of twenties.

Walk to school by yourself from now on. I'm dropping off your brother and sister to their school. When the office ask where I am, say that I've left early for work. From now on, pretend you don't know me when we're out in public. Your school is a block away. The money is for lunch so don't bother me about food this month. Don't you dare speak of my name to anyone wen they asked about your mother.

~Mom

"Fine by me," I sighed at the note. So this is how it's going to be. I frowned and walked to the door. I stuffed the wad deep in my backpack. I have a feeling I have to hide it for a while. I grabbed my black cap from the coat hanger and stuff my hair neatly inside.

I walked out the door and headed to school. As I walked, I examined the neighborhood closely. Few elderlies were outside, sitting on their porch, having a nice chat with one another. Whenever they saw me, they smiled and waved. I smiled back and waved. I'd better enjoy this love as much as I can, because after today, their smiles would turn to a frown of pity.

This time, mom was right about something. The school was a block away. When I stepped on school grounds, the bell rang. Men in black suits started to roam around campus. I guess it's normal since this is a rich kid's school. Only the smart and rich can apply here.

The tardy crew of students rushed to their classes while I stode over to the office. The lady at the front table was takling to her colleagues. When she saw me, she motioned me to take off my cap. I nodded and did so.

Right when I did, the women looked at me with alarm. Yep, just the reaction I would expect from the people who'd just met me. One of them ran to the principal's office and dragged him out. His eyes grew wide at the sight of me. He motioned me to get into his office. When I go in, he closed his door and sat down on his chair.

"What are you thinking?" he said with a deep growl.

I flinched. "Excuse me?" I questioned.

"Don't play dumb with me missy. Why did you dye your hair? It's against the rules. Not only that! You look ridiculous!" he pointed. Okay, that was harsh.

I glanced down at my hair and smothed it out. "Sir, you may not believe me, but this is my natural hair color."

His left eye twitched. "I've heard that a million times before. Now when you get home, dye your hair back to black, brown, whatever the color of your hair was. Or I will have you suspended."

I sighed. "Sir, if you check the student roster and check my background information, you'd have your proof."

He shook his head but went typing away. I laid back as he slowly scanned at the screen with surprise. He looked back at me. "Oh, you're Lyza Breamer." He looked at me with a small smile. "Forgive me. I've met too many delinquents to care much for any reasonable excuse. Welcome to Marble Bay High, home of the blue jays. I'm your principal, Mr. Westling." he proclaimed proudly, gesturing at his plaque on the table. I nodded with a small smile. We had a small light conversation. Turns out he was a likable man and that I fell onto his likable list too. I picked up my cap to neatly stuff my hair inside. He opened the door and led me out. "Hope you enjoy your first day of school."

I know I won't, but I nodded and walked back to the counter. The lady handed me everything I needed, without a tour of the school. When I asked her about the tour, she said I didn't need it. I'm in high school, which means everyone needs to learn how to be independent. Wow, these people are so nice.