My Complete 180°

Its Christiphor Colombus's fault

A/N:
okay. OKAY! I made a fucking mistake🙄. Yes! Yes I did. I KEEP PUTTING LOLA when it's supposed to be LULU. So I've decided, hell, you guys choose which one you prefer better. If I keep making these mistakes, you'll know who I'm talking about. LOLA, LULU. TOMATO, TAMATO. It's the same thing! Anyways enjoy😊

You know those days where you just can't get out of bed, it's morning already, and your body just magnifies to the sheets of your mattress. As if you can let your whole body go numb with a clear conscience. And once you open your eyes to see the rays of the sun, you feel as if the whole night was not enough. So you close your eyes. Hoping for a dream! To get you back to the place where you can do what you want, be whatever you want to become, and paint scenery, after scenery. Dream.

I didn't do much dreaming.

In fact, quite the opposite.

Did you know that if you cry yourself to sleep, you are most likely bound to end up having some nightmarish dreams.

Well, criminy, don't believe in that gullible sap. I've done the 1st step, cry. And I'm still not sleeping yet. Or having a nightmare. I'd rather have a nightmare then remember and replay the most embarrassing moment that ever happened in my life.

I don't think I want to face Arnold anymore.

Im not embarrassed of my confession, not one single bit. Its just that face. That face he makes. As if he is pitying me. As if it's soo sad to love someone who doesn't like you back.

I should have never said a word. I thought. I thought he was Arik.
Now that I think about it! He seemed so nice, so comforting, and I sensed a aroma of nostalgia.
I had a bubbling familiar feeling.

And it's funny because I thought I was falling for Arik all that time, but it was Arnold's presence that pushed me and made me fall in love with him all over again.

Now, I have to keep watch on which one it is. Arik or Arnold.

I slowly try to unattach my body from the bed. Then I see the tear marks on my bedsheets, it was damp. Damp enough to think I may have peed on my pillow.

I had to get out the house. I couldn't sulk all day.

I head out my doorway, then Olga races past me.

"Olga? What's holding your horses?" I said slightly annoyed. The hallway was cramped and her running around didn't make it any spacious.

"Oh! Baby sister! I have to run a- errand." She says rushing out the door.

Everyone was out the house now. Bob went to go solve some financial crisis at the Bobs Beeper Company.  Miriam said she was heading to one of her Rehab Classes, even though I highly doubt that. She hasn't gone in about 6 or 7 years. It would be a shock if being sober was the first thing on her mind.

I should head to school, I've been skipping and being late on purpose since school started. And I have sooo many detentions and suspensions because of that. I wouldn't be surprised if they would expel me. So off to school I will go.

I put on a grey shirt that had holes in it. I laid my hair straight and uncombed. Some ripped jeans that were a faded khaki. And some old worn out converses.

I couldn't find my book bag anywhere! Looks like I have to use "my dog ate my homework, I lost it or I forgot it or we didn't have homework" excuse.