The Secret Rebel (Rough Draft)

Chapter 12

I looked out the large span of bay windows, it seemed mom had somehow managed to fill the entire room and at the same decorate without me noticing. And i do mean literally, i haven't seen her all week and she still somehow managIng to decorate the entire room right under me bumpy nose. And the mysterious towels also keep reappearing, i'm not quite sure how i feel about all of this. I get that I've only lived here for a week, but you'd think that i'd have learned the tricks and ropes of this place. Like why the hell is my own home foreign to me, it makes no damn sense. Well at least through my point of view. I let out a bubbly sigh as i pet my oversized aloe Vera plant, i named him jerry. Not because he's useless, but because he's useless.

"Jerry my dude, my friend, my green lover. What shall i do, it appears i have made zero friends and the school thinks i'm a walking drunk. Jerry i am officially friendless. Well at least i have, my oh so gracious fucking aloe Vera plant." Taking my hand off jerry i walked to my couch and picked up my laptop off of the black coffee table that sit in front of the velvety olive couch. Opening it i looked went on the normal social media sites you'd expect every girl to go on. Tumblr, not for porn(oddly enough), Facebook, Pinterest, and youtube. Somehow i managed to kill a few hours when my phone started ringing, looking Down on confused, i clicked the on button to reject the call.

"Does it look like i have the damn time of day to answer spam calls jerry?" I said prejudicially as i looked at my thick leafy friend.

Buzzz.... buzz... buzz]

"Oh what the fuck do you want!" I screamed as i looked at the phone again,

"Fucking L" i mumbled as i picked up the phone

"May i help you?" I said clearly irritated, a little a bit of haste being visible in my deep voice, i don't sound manly, but i also sound nowhere near a squirrel.

"Sup bitch"

"Who in the good fuck is this?"

"Amanda you Cuck." She deadpanned, shit.

"My bad, whatcha want and how the hell did you get my number?"

"Well aren't you just a ray of sunshine, Jeffrey and i were shooting the shit and wanted to know if you wanted go out. you gave it to us when you were passed out in the car saying 'you can call me any time.' Let me tell you, you muse have found something hot because my oh my god you wouldn't stop rambling about the tan brunette you found. I wasn't sUre if you were talking..." somewhere along the line i tuned her out, i can't believe i did that, that's so fucking embarrassing, shit.

"Are you listening to me?"

"Uh yeah"

"What did i say then?"

"Something good?"

"You wanna come out with me and Jeffrey?"

"Shit why not"

"Ciao !"

I looked around, I need something to wear, something more formal. I walked over to my dresser that had a weird metal set up on it that holds all of my clothes. Hm, I rubbed my finger inquisitively on my chin, driving around i picked up a blob of black fabric.

"What the fuck is this...ohh" I looked at the black leotard, it looks pretty normal except for the slashes that are placed on the hips.

"Why in the ever living fuck would I buy this?" I mumbled as I tossed it to the side. Shuffling through the dresser I hUFfed as I reached iNto the back of the bottom compartment. A filmy material flowed through my hands. Curiously I pulled it out, a weird scalloped cape is sitting in my hands, suddenly it clicked. The leotard and the filmy iridescent cape was an outfit i wore to festival in nevada, kelsey and i thought it would be a good idea to go to a hippy festival. I smiled as a flashback made its way to the front of my mind, somersaulting into a less distant reality.