Essence

The One With The Bed Head

*phone buzzing*

I groaned and grabbed my pillow putting it over my head. Trying to ignore my phone.

*Phone buzzing again*

I groaned even louder. Who is even up at this time? I reached over trying to grab my phone off my table knocking over a cup of water. I laid there listening to the Water drip on the floor. It was dark outside I could only hear the sound of the crickets chirping and a slight breeze.

*Phone buzzing again*

"Fine" I grown. I sat up rubbing my eyes. I sat there for a second trying to figure out why I still had my book bag on. Did I really fall asleep with it on? I took my book bag off and throw it on the groaned. I reached over and grabbed my phone off my table. Sam texted, what does he want?

Sam: wtf. Dude I thought u said ur gonna text me? 4:56 pm

Sam: Hello??? 6:34 pm

Sam: lacy!!! 9:47 be pm

Sam: Did Eric kill u or something? 11:01 pm

Sam: *angry face emoji* 1:14 am

Sam: ... Wow 1:16 am

Sam: I'm coming over be ready. Died or alive. 1:20 am

Lacy: I was sleeping.... 1:23 am

Sam: Who goes 2 bed at 4? get ready be over in 15.  1:24 am

Lacy: I do and why? 1:24am

Sam: because...1:25 am

I rolled my eyes and tossed my phone onto my bed. My stomach ground I could feel it trying to eat itself. When I got home I went straight to bed. Didn't even consider getting anything to eat.

I stood up from my bed and walked over to my lamb and turned it on. My room was a mess there was cloth and books everywhere. I should probably clean it but what the point in doing that? I walked over to my mirror. I definitely look my mother. We both share the same two different colors eyes and deep black hair.

On the other hand, my eyes were puffy and tired looking and my hair was a mess. You could barely even see yourself in the mirror since I punched it last week after I got on a flight with Eric about my Grades. I grabbed my brush off my dresser and started to comb my hair.

"Looks like you have a rats nest living in there," Sam said out of nowhere. I screamed and tripped over a pile of clothes. "Geez I didn't mean to scare you," he said walking over and helping me up. "Asshole," I said punching him in the arm. He smirked at me and went and sat down on my bed. As I tried to get the huge knot out of my hair Sam was talking about how mad Mr stone was after I stormed out of school.

I stopped trying to comb my hair. My eyes started to water. Was I really going to cry about not being able to get a knot out of my hair? I hated that it was so long and flat. Sam sight and asked me if I need some help. I reluctantly shook my head yes.

I knew he didn't know what to say. He wasn't very good at talk heart to heart with someone. He grabbed the comb out of my hand and start coming through my hair.

He was always good at doing hair. I guess he gets it from his mom since she does it for a living. His dad is a lawyer, one of those big shot ones. I've only met him a couple of times because he does a lot of work outside of from home 

Sam clear is throat and said, " how about you hop in the shower and I'll wait here for you." He smiled. "Alright, I said grabbing my towel off my chair.

After my shower, I stood in the bathroom mirror. Trying to figure out what I should do with my hair that goes all the way down to my butt. I don't know why I never cut it. I guess I keep it long because I feel like I can hide behind. Shield me from everyone's stairs. It never works, though....