Compassionate Odium

I am writing a novel that I hope in the future will become published. This is chapter 1. Comment and vote to get chapter 2 :-) Thank you to all who read

 

 

CHAPTER 1

It’s a sunny August Monday morning. Birds are chirping, sun is shining and clouds are blowing through the sky. I wake up to the sun escaping through my curtain and hitting my right eye. I move over to the left of my bed so that the sun wouldn’t burn my eyes when I opened them. I open my eyes and the first thing I see is my poster of Taylor Lautner shirtless, that I taped on the ceiling after a hundred epic fails. I stumble off my bed and into my private bathroom. I turn on the light and almost scream at the shock of the brightness. I look around blinking trying to get my sight back. I need to paint this bathroom a dark color because white is a bit too bright for my liking. I wash my face with ice cold water to wake up and add a dab of my fresh new Proactive acne cream to the palm of my right hand.

I rub the lotion vigorously against my skin. I’ve had acne since I got my period at the age of twelve and my mom just recently gave me permission to use an acne cream. I just turned sixteen last month. That’s how cruel and unreasonable my mom can be. But, I gotta love her.

After I rinse my face, I look into the mirror, at the reflection of my glistening skin. I finish my bathroom routine and think about the day ahead. I planned to go to Six Flags New England with my sister Natasha and her friend Keegan. I met Keegan at Naty’s birthday party a few months back and me and him immediately clicked and became best friends.

I go into my closet and think of what to wear. I have so many clothes it’s not even funny. I could probably supply twelve girls with twelve outfits each and still have enough for me. I know it’s going to be hot but I don’t want to go half naked to a public amusement park. But I don’t want to look crazy with one extra unneeded layer.

            “Laura, hurry up. Natasha’s waiting for you outside”. I decide to put on my new pink Aeropostale shirt that says ‘AERO’ in big white letters on the front, my favorite dark blue jeans that are about two years old and my new black and pink Nike’s that my dad got me last month for my birthday. My mom and dad have been separated for six years now and are still waiting to get the money so they can legally get a divorce because my dad has a new girlfriend that you can tell are going to get married. I don’t care if they do or not because we’ve been without him for six years now so what’s the point of still waiting for him to show up at our door, with a box of chocolates and a bouquet of flowers, asking to come back. I would close the door in his face and call the police if he didn’t leave. That is how much I dislike him.

            I go downstairs and grab an orange from the fruit basket on our granite dining table in the middle of the kitchen. My mom wanted an island and a small dining table in the middle of the kitchen was as close as she was going to get.

“You have everything you need?” She asks me with that tone as if she knew I was forgetting something. I look in my bag and look around to see if I could get a clue if I was missing something. I give her that look and she looks on the counter. I look at where she’s looking and see my phone. I grab it quick, give my mom a kiss good-bye and run out the door.

I hop into Tosha’s lime Honda Fit and immediately start peeling the orange. “Damn girl, you hungry?” Tosha asks me when I start furiously peeling the orange. I slow down and give her a smile. She starts the car and looks back as if she was checking to see if all her kids were in the car.

“Mom, everyone is here, start driving already I want to go to Wiggle’s World” Keegan says in a whiney, little girl tone. Tosha gives him the look and starts driving. I look back at Keegan and we start laughing our asses off.