I woke up to my sister's mumbling this morning who was kept from going to school because dad locked us in. Its kinda weird being trapped inside your own house. Thoughts clumped my head and I wasnt able to go back to sleep, so I got out of bed and took slow, steady steps to the bathroom trying not to wake my sister up. As I looked at my reflection in the bathroom mirror, I saw flushed-bronze skin and a little loose bun at the top of my head, hanging to what's rest of my hair.. I looked at myself in pain. My hair was once thick and wavy.. It was also tall and extended to my hip bones making me the girl with the longest hair in school. It filled the air around me with warmth through its roasted-chesnutty colour. I realised I wasnt looking at my reflection.. I was looking at what's left of it. Although I lost the few pounds that were driving me nuts, I never thought that a bad dad could extract the youth out of me like that. I quickly brought myself to reality when the pain of what I lost became too painful to handle..
After all that thinking, I wanted to get some fresh air. I really couldnt stand staying in this house. I cant even remember the last time I stepped out of it. Yes, this is how much he hates us..
So, I put on my hoodie and slipped on a pair of jeans then jumped into my Dr.Martins.. I grabbed my Pennyboard on my way out. But then I figured that if the door was locked, I'll have to find another way out like..the window! I dragged it open and sat on the window frame trying to estimate the odds of me falling into our backyard. I stood up slowly, shiftinf my weight from one leg to another. My eyes were focused on the walls that separated each Villa from the other. I clutched my board with my left hand and let the right one shut the window. Finally I made a swift jump hoping to land on the barrier between these Villas.. Thankfully, I did.. so I walked on that little path made for me by the walls intersections and that lead me to the end of the block.
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So.. Let me restart from here. My name is Noura, I'm sixteen years old, I have a brother (Caleb) which is two years older than me, and a little sister (Shay) also two years difference. We're originally Egyptians but mom and dad got married then migrated. We now live in Wheeling, a city in West Virginia located in Ohio. Recently; I trasfered to Linsly High leaving behind all of my bestfriends because our school was getting really laid back and if I stayed there, I wouldnt have gotten the grades that could put me in that college I've been dreaming of. -VCU- I still see them though.. We meet up each weekend to catch up on our news.
My parents have been fighting for about two years now. I dont know what happened.. What made them change on each other like that? I mean, yes, their marriage wasnt based on a fairytail but they did care for each other.. and they cared about us. Before, when they faught, we'd never know, but now, it seems like we're the ones that are causing it. My dad became such a dog, throbbing for any nickel he finds in his way; While mom is trying to save what's left of it for Caleb, Shay and I..
Things between them have gotten so bad the last few weeks. Dad kicking mom out of the house, making us pick sides, or shall I say threatning us in order to pick his side. It is so bad now.. Our family is falling apart and there's nothing we can do about it..
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Anyway.. When I finally reached theend of the block, I jumped off gently trying to make less noise. Its about 7:30 in the morning. Everybody has already gone to work or school leaving the house wives and children behind. I settled my pennyboard, paddling with my left foot and shoving through fresh air for the first time in a long whie. Its was nice feeling free and careless. This is the first time I ever sneak out. Although I knew that if I got caught, I'llbe in deep shit, but that's what made it dun somehow.. I never knew getting out of the house would bring me such joy..I also get to see houses I've never seen since we moved in.
My thoughts were interrupted by someone calling from behind.
"Noura!!"
My heart dropped to my knees.. Crap. Im dead. I turned around slowly and GOD! Although I was psyched but I was reliefed.. Its was just Isaac from my old school. WAIT, WHAT?! Nooo!! Why does he have to see me in this outfit?! What is he doing here anyway..?
"Hi! Havent seen you in a while." Well.. of course, ever since I left school, we never saw each other and you never asked..
"Ya, Its been a while.." I said trying to sound as casual as possible.
"So, What are you doing here? You ;ive here? OH, Dont SAY!" He said ragging goofily.. It was funny seeing a jock imitate a girl xD but I kept laughing and nodding like an idiot.
"Well why arent you in school?" I asked frankly but actually, its killing me.
"My exams start tomorrow and I thought it would be better to stay at home today and fiinish what's left of my carriculum. I was just out taking Tim to daycare, What about you?" (Tim is his 2 year old brother)
"Oh, I just wanted to take a stroll and discover new land.."
"Hmm.. Nice, I never knew you were interrested in skateboarding.."
"Well, I wasnt, I just wanted to learn something new last summer and I thought.. well.. 'wheeling' might be helpful xD" God!! Really?! Wheeling?! Im so not funny..
"Haha, yes it is, apparently.."
"Ya.. Umm.." the air felt tight with tension for no reason.. But I was starting to worry, I had to go but I really didnt want to stop talking to him.
"I have to go.. It was really great seeing you though.."
"Yes, sure! It was nice finally seeing you too! Hey.. maybe we should catch up sometime.. what's your Villa's number?"
I felt my cheeks getting warm as he asked. I was getting nervous. Do I like him?!
"V44, you?"
"Woah, Im at the other end, Im at V12.. Okay soo.. I'll call you. Sorry for interrupting your precious time!" He said as a mocking smile was drawn across his face. I caught myself laughing at his silliness and reaching out for the buddy fist he made. I punched it softly, and we both took off in opposite directions.
