Being Lana

Chapter 1: New beginning...very funny

Lana

The first emotion I was feeling when my eyes burst open was the typical 'what the hell'. But then I fell on the ground with a big thud from my so comforting bed *cries mentally*. The song 'Bad Seed Rising' by the band 'Bad Seed Rising' was still blasting through my speakers on my desk.

When I stood up from the ground my eyes closed on instinct and I was blinded by my biggest enemy: the sun. Although the translation of my name Lana can be 'Light', especially the sun just can't accept my deep rejection. I cursed under my breath after adjusting to my so annoying fellow traveler and went up to my desk to stop the music from making me deaf.

I dreaded this day for three months: to be awakened by an alarm in the morning because of the underestimated place called school.
In my old town I would just stick again to depending on myself. But no that's not possible because everyone will probably see the three capital letters N-E-W plastered on my pitiful fore head. My mom and step dad told me we had to move to California because of their jobs.

Although back in Texas I was rather a loner, I was pleased with it because I didn't have to spent my precious time instead of Netflix with that shit load of class mates I had there.

But don't understand me wrong I would love to share the guardianship of my baby Netflix with real friends but in Texas the fact that I am mixed didn't really help.

I'm so proud that my dad was black and always told me that I am special and beautiful how I am. But when I was younger the other children bullied me and said that I couldn't be my mother's daughter because of my skin color and hair. At that time I was crushed and asked myself the same question but my mom always tried to cheer me up when we were still on our own and showed me the many similarities we have. One that I always see when I look in the mirror is my eye color that I got from her. It's green and contrasts with my skin and hair color why I am in love with it.

But I'm not that weak little child that couldn't defend herself anymore. I took 2 years martial arts classes not because I wanted to kick the asses of my childhood bullies but I wanted to bond with my father somehow. In fact he was skilled as hell when he was around my age now and older. When I do it it reminds me of him and he boosts my strength in a way. I love the thought of having something in common with him and to actually kinda know him a little.

You can probably tell that I am unfortunately not in contact with my dad's family although I would love to. I tried to find them at least a hundred times but don't have enough information to track them down. My mom married a white guy when I was six and they had one year later twins. Those two are such a pain in the ass but I love Zara and Jake with all my heart.

In the last few years my mom and I don't talk that much anymore because she works so much. But I know that she wants us to be able to live in good circumstances which honestly aren't that important to me to have. I would love to have her more around and to have the same relationship with her when we were four years alone. But please don't understand me wrong I'm so grateful that she is doing what she is doing but I still miss her everyday when she is off working for hours or on a trip lasting several weeks.

I went to the bathroom in my room to freshen up and put my pitch-black messy curls into a bun. Then I looked through my closet to find appropriate clothes for school. Meh. I would kill for the night to last many years so that I don't have to be the new kid on the first day of my junior year. Okay Lana please I beg you stop being that whiny, woman. We are in California, a rather bigger city so you can easily blend in.

I decided to wear skinny jeans and a shirt which reads one of my personal favorite mantras: Food + Netflix= Live
That simple line describes such a big part of me. If you should have both just call me and we can get best friends for eternity.

After I put on a bit makeup to highlight my eyes more I was off sliding on the banister with my backpack in one hand to get to the kitchen. The 9-year old minions were already sitting at the counter and arguing about something I didn't pay much attention to.

I went straight to the fridge and tore it open looking for milk and mumbling a good morning to Rob, who was sitting at the dining table with a mug of coffee in his right and the newspaper in his left hand. He returned the good morning and sent a genuinely smile my way and dived right back into the news. I presume my mom already left for work without wishing me a nice first school day which gave me a peng of hurt to my heart.

When Jake saw me he grinned evilly at me and abandoned Zara's red face out of anger and said with an overflowing mouth of cereals " Are you looking for your Cornflakes, Lana".

"Yeah why?", I asked narrowing my eyes suspiciously at him.

Jake swallowed the mass of cereal, giggled and showed me his bowl with the rest of MY Cornflakes I absolutely worship.

My jaw fell on the ground when I looked in the package and discovered it empty without a yummy flake left.

Zara started giggling uncontrollably and Jake was off running to a save place. I ran after him and caught up with him quickly. I took a hold of his feet and carried him to the couch his laughter hysterical. I started tickling him and was interrupted by Zara that threw herself on me. That made her my next target and lay her down next to Jake and started tickling her.

Jake and Zara didn't look that much like me but I could see that we were siblings. They both have blonde hair like their dad and freckles. Zara has brown eyes and Jack has the same green eyes like my mom and me. They are so lucky that they are twins. It is a new school for them, too but at least they have each other.

After both kids ganged up on me and we were all sprawled on top of each other on the couch breathing heavily. Rob appeared in the living room and made me realize once again school.

"Children, you can continue this after school. Now hurry up, you all have to be in school in 15 minutes." , he said so calmly that it gave me the same effect for a second until I realized that I would have only 15 minutes to drive to school, get the schedule, find where to find it and to be in the class room in time.

My eyes widened to the size of tomatoes after that sudden realization and I got up, grabbed an apple, took my shoes and my backpack when Rob started to chuckle " Just kidding you have 25 minutes but that trick always does help, Lana. Your expression when you realized-" that's when he cracked up again and let out a wholeheartedly laugh.

I left a breath of relief out when my expression turned frustrated " Rob oh my days you scared the life out of me. Didn't I tell you last time to stop doing that?"

"Yeah, but it's too funny to stop it" , Rob answered chuckling again. " Jake and Zara we're leaving in 5 minutes"

"Yeah, dad," 's followed while I was checking my anklet. Then I slipped in my white nikes and waved at the twins and Rob.

"Have fun kiddo you will survive. It's only high school." After I thanked Rob I walked to my car.

I am so happy that I made my license in summer and got a car right away from my mom.

One of the many perks of being me, I thought sarcastically and rolling my eyes.

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