"Jade! Wake up, you got school girl! Could be so lazy sometimes. You're gonna be late!"
My aunt said yelling from downstairs. "Ugh.." I mumbled pulling my silky sheets over my head. She shouts again, louder this time around. "Jade Claire Mackenzie-."
"Ok, ok." I shouted loud enough so she could hear me. Not wanting to get up, I dreadfully got out of bed. A thought just popped up...
What the hell am I gonna wear?
I looked down at my ugly scar of my past on my wrist. I covered it, not wanting to remember, but it seems like my mind has control over itself. Memories, horrible memories flooded my mind so quick leaving me breathless. I felt hot tears running down my cheek
"Dammit!" I cursed to myself. I hated when I felt weak. Never again shall I go through that pain again.
"Jade, what the hell are you doing up there?" My aunt questioned.
Quickly remembering I have school in an hour. "Um, I'll be down in a few." I said, trying my best not to sound pathetic.
Ok J, pull yourself together!
As I walked over to my walk-in closet, I'm thinking on what to wear. Since it's the first day back to high school, I wanna look presentable... Hold the hell up, what am I saying? I don't wanna draw no attention. Looking up in the mirror on my wall with a sigh.
My auntie says I look just like my mother, but personality wise, my father. My ligh chocolate skin with strange deep brown eyes, and brown with a hint of gold wavy hair falling just below my shoulders. A shape that's above average. I guess you could call me pretty.
"Ok." I said with a sigh.
Picking out my ripped skinny jeans and my all-time favorite half shirt that says 'Don't Mess' and put my retros to the side. I love me some good ol' sneakers.
I headed in the shower. While the hot water ran against my cold skin I prayed today be an 'Ok' day. Stepping out, I draped my towel around my body and dried my hair. Letting my natural curls flow I added some curling cream holder so it could stay.
I put on my clothes sprayed my perfume and was off heading downstairs. There, I was greeted from the most beautiful, kind, and closes one... Let me rephrase, the ONLY one to my heart. My aunt is like my second mother I have since my mom past
"Hey baby." she said with a kiss on my forehead. "Hey Ma." even though she's been there for me, I just can't bring the words mom, mother, or whatever you call the woman who gave birth to you.
I viewed the breakfast table and was greeted with a warm smell of eggs, pancakes, and bacon. I sat, and dug in immediately.
Not wanting a single egg, or hot cakes to waste.
"Slow down sugar, it'll still be there. Ain't goin' no place." Ma said with a chuckle. "Sorry, it's just so good." After I ate, I cleaned up after myself and was headed for the door, but before I could ma pulled me in and planted a warm kiss on my cheek, and gave me a hug a bear would be afraid of.
I giggled slightly and came out of her embrace. "Bye baby girl, you be good now!" She said in her motherly tone.
"I will."
You'd think we're the perfect family, but one shouldn't judge a book from the cover page. So far, I've started my day right!
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No More Pain...
Ficção AdolescenteMost might say this story line is typical. Is it? Nah, A story of a girl who has suffered from the loss of her parents and has no one but her aunt. Left with scars from the past that continues to haunt her. Until, a young mysterious guy comes a...
