Anger Management

Chapter 6: Mean girl phrases and Bipolar actions

I open my eyes and look around. I start to panic when I see that I'm underwater, blue the only thing I can see. I try taking a breath, and my anxious nerves settle. It's just like breathing air. I look around searching for something, but all that I see is water in every direction. There aren't even any sea creatures. I start to swim in the water, trying to go up, and see where I am, but every time I shoot up to get out of the water, it seems as if the water above me grows. I look at my hands, and down at my body. Im still in my pajamas. I turn around in circles again trying to see something or perhaps someone. I'm still turning when I see a blurry figure in the distance. I swim towards it wanting to know what it is. Getting closer I realize it's a person. I look up, and take a deep breath when I see those eyes again. Bright green, with gold closer to the pupil. I reach out to touch them, but my hand goes straight through them. I frown, looking down at their arms. My eyes grow wide when I see black smudges on them starting at their shoulder and ending at their wrists. I open my mouth hoping that I can talk. I make a noise but it isn't one I'm looking for, it sounds like an obnoxious ringing. I close my mouth and it stops. I try opening it again, but still the same noise. I grow frustrated, I need to know who this is, and I can't talk. The sound becomes louder, and it no longer comes for my mouth. I put my hands over my ears closing my eyes. The noise is still there. I open my eyes needing one last look at the mystery person, but their not there. Where did they-

My eyes shoot open, and instantly I close them back when the sun pouring through the window practically blinds me. I hiss through my teeth, hiding under my covers. I blink a couple of times before reappearing from under the covers this time slowly looking around. I sit up stretching my stiff limbs, rolling my neck around in a circle. I get out of my bed, wobbling a little bit before I gain control of my senses. I let out a yawn, and turn towards my nightstand where my phone is ringing loudly. I snap a finger at my phone, realization coming over me that it was my stupid alarm in my dream. I pick up the phone turning off the alarm before looking at the time. 10:17. Huh not bad only two minutes after the alarm went off. I give myself a high five, before unlocking my phone, going to the texting app, and looking up ashhole.

Me: Rise and shine you arrogant nugget, it's time to get this party started. Attire of the day: Swimsuits!!! (: (: (:

Ashhole: well that was a horrible way to be woken up, why swimming?

Me: Have you seen the weather forecast perfect day to be outdoors in a nice cold pool.

Ashhole: Yeah, also perfect weather for skin cancer :/

Me: So loving the positivity, I can see the classes are already working. (Note my sarcasm)

Ashhole: It was perfectly noted.

Me: I sensed some sass in that, stop being a little brat and get your hiney up. Get here in an hour , if you're not you'll be sorry!

Ashhole: Sure thing sweetheart. ;)

I click off my phone, and I already feel an eye roll coming on. I decide not to give in to his stupidity, and walk into my bathroom turning on my shower so it can warm up. I look in the mirror, and laugh when I see myself. There's drool trailing down my face, and my once neat bun, is now knotted, and frizzy.

"Looking good sleeping beauty." I say to my reflection before taking off my clothes, and stepping into the hot steaming water. I stand there for a few seconds letting the water clear my senses the rest of the drowsiness melting away. After a few minutes I take my comb sitting on my shower rack, raking it through my tangled hair not wanting to have to break an arm doing it while it's dry.