Through My Eyes

Endlessly (Ambrosia)

I was glancing at her from the side of the room. It was so cute how involved in her music she was. Her strawberry blond hair cascaded a shadow onto her face; and her eyes were shut to hide those green eyes she hated so much. Below them were her freckles, which looked like they were spray painted across the bridge of her nose. The red leather jacket she had been wearing was tossed carelessly onto the edge of the bed. So all she was wearing was an old Panic! At The Disco shirt, and some stone washed jeans. She would be wearing shoes, but today was one of those rare days where she had taken off her black thigh high boots, and lazily peverythingem by the door.

After I'd been staring at my roommate, Ashley, for about 15 minutes she abruptly opened her eyes. She looked over at me and let out a sigh of relief. Then she pulled out one of the earbuds, letting out a quiet Twenty One Pilots song escape. "Were you staring at me again?" She laughed, meaning it to be a joke. But little did she know that was exactly what I was doing. "Obviously, Ash. What else would I be doing with my free time?" I chimed, its so ironic how people can unconsciously know what you're doing, without knowing what you're doing. She began to laugh, looking up at the TV. "Hey Ambrosia, do you have any plans later?" She asked me, reaching up to fix her hair. "Umm, I don't think so, why?" I responded, mentally checking my calendar. Yep, nothing to do. What would a teenage girl be doing on a Friday night? Right. "Well, there is a certain lesbian club that's having a karaoke night!" She said. I should be used to the way she talked by now, how everything she said sounded like flirting. But surprisingly she didn't have a girlfriend. Even though the both of us have been bombarded with people asking to go out with us... Right, that doesnt happen at all. Because few people at our school, Akataru High, are lesbians; and those few who are, they haven't come out yet. So nobody asks us out. But since our school is so progressive, ugh, we have lesbian bars and gay bars really close. But I think that, that was just a happy accident. "Sounds fun!" I replied, "What time is it?" I looked down at my phone. 10:28 pm Tuesday, March 25, 2017. "I think it starts at ten thirty." Ashley said, taking out the other earbud. "Better get ready." She continued. I laughed reaching for my shoes. "Are we singing together, or are we gonna do separate?" I asked tying my laces. "Obviously were singing together!" She said putting a band in her hair. Then I walked over to the mirror.

My blue hair was wavy all the way down past my breasts, and my eyes were a bright blue. Most people told me how shocking they were when you fist look at them. My lips were in between a bright red and soft rose; and I could tell that my shirt wasn't gonna be good for a club, but I didn't change it. The shirt was a light blue button up, without sleeves. I had about twenty bracelets on my wrist, only a few that I actually cared about. My jeans were a dark blue, almost Navy but not quite, with rips at the knees from months of wearing them. My shoes were some old combat boots I'd gotten about a year ago, it's a miracle they still fit. Though the color had mostly faded from stomping in mud, or puddles, with Ashley.