Bad news: Lizzy is coming back to the foster house to visit me. Yay liz is coming! Shit, what is she going to say when she looks at me? I haven't told her anything about this "transformation" deal. Ever since she left, I've gotten tattoos and and piercings and my eyes might not look as healthy as they used to.
I know they aren't the same glowing blue that I've gotten complements so many times before on. Maybe it's because I've been getting stoned lately? I don't do pot or even smoke every day but it catches up with you and very fast, at least on the out side if you don't take care of the rest of your body. (I do take of myself but still). On Fridays, Lesley's piercing shop that she works at closes a couple hours earlier (9:00 instead of 11:00). That place goes total badass after hours. My friends and I pile in to set up the weekly party. Pretty much everyone in school knows about these things, excusing the tattle-tales snitches that'll bitch to the teacher and/or cops about our fun time.
Setting up includes getting the black light covers for the real lights up. Jessi keeps those at her house heaven knows where. We also have to bring in the dealers for the weeks supply of drugs. We all have to pitch in our share of cash though. When people start showing up, we get out the good stuff. Everything is really relaxing and it's not like those loud and wild teenage parties you see on T.V., (most of the time. Sometimes they are the wild and crazy type), we just sit and get drunk and happy. I save my brain cells for Friday and stay away from everything else until the party.
But shit! Lizzy is coming! I have no idea how she will react. Will she get mad at me? Make me remove all my piercings? Should I call her and warn her? Will she drag me off to college with her? Should I call my friends to save me if she tries to like... hurt me? No. Liz wouldn't hurt anyone. She has to big of a heart. I wonder if she met "that special someone"? If she did, he better treat her well.
I honestly don't think Liz will be too angry with me. Maybe a little at first but she's usually really laid back about anything I do. I haven't done anything too drastic. My hair is still raspberry blonde as always. My tattoos aren't inappropriate. My piercing are actually quite subtle so maybe she won't notice. Who am I kidding? She will notice. No doubt.
*•*•* Two hours later (2:00 Saturday)*•*•*
*Ding-Dong* The door bell rang throughout the house. Great... Liz is here. I took a glance in the mirror. I had straightened my hair to make sure it looked like I took time in my appearance. I do always take time, I just want to be extra sure with Lizzy. I added a light amount of facial powder and some mascara to hopefully hide anything she doesn't want to see. I took the precaution of adding ' redness relief' eye drops just in case Liz suspects anything. I triple-double checked my breath didn't smell like smoke from last night. Thankfully, I didn't have a bad hangover this morning. This is it. I can do this. If Liz lets me explain my "new body" to her, she will understand. I opened the door.
*•*•* Lizzy's POV *•*•*
I waited outside my old foster house. I was still in my car. I don't really want to see Mrs. Moore. I don't really want to see the other foster children. I feel bad for not connecting with my family as well as I should have. I didn't even get to learn all their names properly. I kind of had been guessing the whole year I spent there. Mrs. Moore... she has helped Brinna and I so very much. I really hope Brinna finally opened up to her and has been respectful of such a nice older lady.
Brinna... I've wondered how she has been. I haven't been there for her as much as an older sister should be. I'm only a year older but I can see how much Brinna looks up to me. I haven't seen her in so long. Has she changed much? Probably not. Brinna isn't the one who likes change. I just want to hug her and tell her how much I've missed her. I plan on staying here for a week.
I've taken off my classes and was able to get some extra home work assignments to make sure my grades stay up in my bad subjects. I'm going to a community collage as of the time being but I want to get into a good, real collage. I've always wanted to be a nurse. I don't know what kind yet but I want a medical degree.
It's time for me to get out. Brinna better be the one to open this door. It'll be awkward if she isn't the first one I see. I might cry. I ring the door bell. I can hear it echoing off the walls on the other side if the door. I hear foot steps and I hold my breath. Don't cry, don't cry! Then the door slowly open to reveal... "Brinna?" I breathe.
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Just A Girl Thing
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