Love is Pain

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We head into Cotton On. All I see is tiny ass shorts, plus shirts that look two times smaller than the actual size. I roll my eyes as my mom starts handing me clothes to try on.
"I don't care how much we spend today, alright?" she says.
The pile of clothes consisted of cardigans, leather jackets, crop tops, muscle tees, high waisted pants, shorts, leggings, skirts, and much more. We proceeded to go around the mall, which led to me buying new Converse, and Adidas. It pretty much was just my mom making me wear clothes and buying them, even if I didn't want to. I was done with that shit. I was thankful when we finally left the mall. I popped into my bed right when I got home, not even bothering to change into pajamas.
Bright light shone through the blinds as I arose from my bed. My mom bursts into my room.
"First day at your new school! Let's go!" she yelled.
6:00 A.M., 2 hours before first period starts.
I stepped onto the creaky floors, and went through the bags of clothes we had purchased the night before. Mom is just gonna make me change if I wear what I usually do, so..., I thought, as I picked out a black, maxi skirt, and a white crop top with the word, "FABULOUS" on it. I then proceeded to put on a red, leather jacket. Alright time to do some fancy ass hair, I said in my head.
6:30 A.M., 1 hour and 30 minutes until first period.
I put my jet black hair - with amber highlights - into two French braids. I put on some foundation so I wouldn't look so pale, although my freckles still showed. I filled in my eyebrows, put on mascara, and dressed up my eyes with some eyeliner. I finished my face off with dark red lips. I looked in the mirror and didn't even recognize myself. I pulled up sleeves and rubbed foundation on my cuts, just so they weren't as noticeable if I had to take off my jacket.
7:00 A.M., 1 hour until first period.
I run down the stairs with my backpack, and pretty much trip half way down.
"SHIT!" I yelled as I tumbled down the stairs.
My mom runs over to me and helps me up,"What did I say about running down the stairs. AND cussing. Now come on, sit down and eat some breakfast."
I groan, and plug in my earbuds. "Wings" starts to play. I poked at the scrambled eggs on the plate, which my mom cooked, and take a tiny bite of a piece of toast. I looked up, and I see my mom just staring at me. She smiles, so I smile back and eat a mouthful of egg. She laughs.
"Hm?" I say with a full mouth,"What's so funny?"
"I remember when your brother used to eat scrambled eggs all the time. He was just obsessed with them," she starts to tear up again.
"Ok...so why is it a big deal if I'm eating some damn eggs?" I ask.
"Because you never eat," she says as she straightens her face.
I drop my fork on the plate and get up, "I should probably head to school."
I look at the clock, 7:20 A.M.. It takes at least 20 minutes to get to that new damn school. I shove on my new red Converse wedges, and we hop in the car. I got there at 7:45, wishing I wasn't there at all. I get out the car, and as soon as I do, hundreds of eyes are on me. Just great.

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