That Eventuality

Fall Break

     I am fortunate enough to attend a school that allows us a fall break, and I am ecstatic to be leaving school- even if it's only temporary. I am going to see the Beatles at Dodger Stadium on August 28, which is only a day before my birthday! I am so elated, my mood has lightened by ten fold, and I have carefully been perfecting my appearance for the approaching day. I have even taken the liberty of taking proper care of my skin, and hair. Speaking of, my hair is a very light brown, perpetually straight and thin, and ends down at my upper back. Not nearly as long as Katherine's, but I am trying. Because of my large forehead, I have chosen to cut straight bangs in effort to conceal this imperfection.

I just hope Paul will notice me, well, any of them, really.

I suddenly realize how long I have been staring at myself in the mirror, and back away slowly.

   For some reason, my dad pops up in my mind. The thought of him always arises when I feel my weakest. I wonder if his hair is red like mine, or if maybe his mother or grandmother's is. I wonder if he ever thinks of me.

I feel myself slowly sliding to the floor. I cover my face with my hands, but don't cry. Instead I open my eyes, and stare at the tile of the floor. "It's his loss, Amy. It will never be your loss." 

I exhale slowly, and exit the bathroom.

2 days.