Skitch

-Two- The Beginning

I couldn't sleep.
        All night the butterflies in my stomach were doing backflips.
Last time I got this feeling was about a month ago when I sent my portfolio, the portfolio containing the sketches that were holding my one chance to get into the school of my dreams, the school that held my big chance, the school that I, Skit Leah Carlson, could go to. The girl who never raised her hand in class and was average in every sport. The girl who never got asked to school dances or would never receive a second glance from any boy. The girl who was shy and self-contained. The girl who drew instead of watching tv. The girl who could never find her name in those keychains at gift shops because her parents named her after their favorite candy, skittles. No, I don't wanna talk about it. I waited for the call all day, and when I got it, my ears drowned out everything the poor lady at the other end said, except for four words, four very very special words, you have been excepted. I ran around my house screaming with joy until the neighbors came to ask if everything was okay. Everything was definitely okay. The night before the call I took some Motrin and eventually those butterflies took a break and I finally fell asleep, but tonight, those butterflies where level 7 gymnasts and they were not backing down.

Right on queue, my alarm sounds its obnoxious, ear burning dings. I slap the off button and crawl out of bed, about to reach the bathroom before my mom bursts through the door.

"Honey it's your first day!!" She yells, running up to hug me.

"Yes mom thanks for reminding me." I say, annoyed that someone can be this joyful at 6:30 in the morning.

"Skit, your supposed to be excited, you have wanted this for so long!" She says, looking me in the eye.

"I am excited, well I will be when my head doesn't feel like little demons are hatching inside and the butterflies take a much needed break from their continuing back flips" I say, grabbing my tooth brush.

She gives me a confused look, and I simply shake my head a signal for her to not worry about the random crap I'm saying.

"You should be excited, you have talent and you will fit right in" she pauses "remember that time you showed me that picture of Ariel?" She says
I sigh "mom it was supposed to be you"
"And I told you it looked good?" She finishes.

Nodding, I squeeze some tooth paste on the bristles of the tooth brush.

"I lied, but right now, I'm serious honey, you have a serious gift that you need to share" she says smiling.
"Thanks mom, it's just that these kids are all confident and they know what their aspirations are and...I don't know" I say, heaving a sigh.

"What do you mean you don't know, you know exactly what you want skit, we don't call you snitch for nothing! So Stop putting yourself down and meet me downstairs for breakfast in 15, okay?" She says, turning on her heels and closing the door with a click, before I could let one syllable roll off my tongue.

After dealing with the daily hygiene, slapping on some mascara and concealer, I pick out an outfit. I did like to have good fashion but my laziness usually got in the way, but today I decided that I couldn't be lazy, it was the first day of me embracing my dream after all. I run downstairs, one foot after the other and meet my mom downstairs. She had a plate of eggs and bacon ready for me on the table.

As I'm eating a text from my friend katelyn pops up. Katelyn, she was my best friend at my old school, we were never that close but she was the closest friend I had. She had a bunch of other friends at the school so she will be fine without me, but I'm sure we will miss each other, well I'm sure I'll miss her. I was kinda relieved she wasn't mad when I laid the news on her, because surprisingly, she seemed very happy for me.