Locked Away

One

             BEEP!  BEEP!  BEEP!

       I reach over and slam my hand on the alarm. I groan, "Another boring day," as I roll out of bed - literally. "Dammit... Second day in a row," I mumble as I slowly get up.

        I head to the bathroom. Luckily I live alone, so I don't have to deal with roommates and the possibility of walking in on them. I turn on the shower and strip off my clothes. I stand there, just soaking in the warm water. My hand falls on to the nozzle. "HOLY SHIT!" I scream. I quickly turn the nozzle back to its original spot, then start actually cleaning myself.

     After I'm through in the bathroom, I go back into my bedroom to fetch some clothes. After about 5 minutes of searching I pull out a long-sleeve gray shirt with the words "Don't Try Me" on it and some blue jeans. I turn to the calendar. Oh wait, I can't read it. I quickly grab my glasses off my night stand and take a look. "March 25th" it says. I turn back to my dresser and pull out a pair of socks. I slip those and my white converse on and leave my bedroom, closing the door behind me.

RING RING RING!  RING RING RING!
     "Oh great, what now... Hello?"
"Hi Kimberly! I was just wondering if you could make it to work today? I know it's your off day, but Julie is sick and can't make it in. "
"Oh! Uh, yeah. I guess so," I say as I pour myself some cereal.
"Great! See you at 3!" she says as I hang up on her.
    
        "Hollie Grander (my boss) calls ME every single time someone is sick! I'm a person too and I need some time to myself! That Julie Martin, that bitch is always sick! She has the flu one week, then a cold the next. If you're sick that much then you need to tested for a weak-ass immune system," I rant to myself as I pull the milk out of the fridge. Geeze, everybody seems to rely on Kimberly Hombs to do their work for them! I have my own projects to worry about.

      I'm forced out of my thoughts by someone at my front door. I take my bowl of cereal to the door and unlock it. There stands Lilly James, my best friend since 4th grade.

     "Hey Kim! Are you ready for our day at the mall?" she asks with excitement in her voice.
"Oh shit, that was today?" She slaps me, almost knocking my bowl if cereal out if my hands. I give her a death glare. She returns one back at me.
"You know I hate it when you curse!"
"Dude, I'm 25. I'm legal to do almost anything. I can say a few cuss words," I say as I chuckle at her. "Come on inside. I'm almost ready."

        She comes in and puts her things on the coffee table. Lilly has always been the good girl type. A cheerleader, an A- honor roll student, everybody loved her, but nobody really cared about her best friend, me. Didn't ever faze me, though. I had a small group of friends besides Lilly, mostly nerds honestly. Anytime Lilly would come over to hang out they would all oogle over her. Be it male or female, or whatever they identified as.

        She LOVES dresses. There is not a week that goes by where she has not worn a dress. Currently, she's wearing a pink long-sleeve dress with gray boots. Oh, and her hair in a tight bun. I guess her style was one of the reasons why people loved her so much. If she fell, and I wasn't there to shoo people away, they would see EVERYTHING up under her dress. I tease her about it sometimes.

     I finish my cereal and go to brush my teeth. I grab my phone, my wallet, and my keys and head out the door with Lilly behind me. I close it and hop into her car.

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