So, I think today is going to be pretty epic. I woke up to find myself alone, my mom and her fiance Jim still away on their "business trip," so I got to cook whatever I wanted for breakfast (bacon!) and get ready without someone standing over my shoulder, rushing me. The morning's typical chorus of "Lucy, hurry up, I have to get ready for work" was silenced, replaced by a soothing cacophony of birdsong and sizzling, popping grease in a pan. This was all accompanied by the scent of bacon frying.
I glanced at the clock, and saw I still had ten minutes until the bus came. Regardless, I grabbed the last three pieces of bacon off of the plate, and glanced in the mirror. Everything was perfect; all the ingredients for a good day in place; my eyeliner is even, my socks don't match (I am superstitious about certain things, and I have this irrational belief that if my socks match, I'll have a crap day.) Oh, and it's my birthday. I guess that sort of adds to my good mood, just a little.
I decided to drop my guard, just this once, and smile because I felt like it. I typically keep my true emotions in check, and react to things the way society wants me too. Wearing a mask seems a lot more rational than allowing myself to feel things I do not understand. I do not like anything I cannot rationalize.
All that aside, I allowed myself to smile, showing a row of perfectly straight teeth. The braces I had for over four years had really paid off.
I practically skipped to the bus stop, smiling all the way. My face was starting to hurt from all the smiling, but that seemed trivial, so I smiled anyways. When I reached thw bus stop, Kelly was waiting for me.
Kelly has been my best friend since she moved into the house down the street, and randomly showed up at my tenth birthday party. I had always wondered why I had not seen her around before that- she claimed to have moved in two months earlier.
Kelly is one of those people that everyone wants to be friends with. She's super nice, gorgeous, and, duh, popular. I still wonder why she hangs out with me, of all people. I'm just a shadow. A dorky, uncoordinated shadow.
"Lucy!" she said, waving as I walked up.
"Hi," I said, sticking my right hand in there air.
"Happy birthday! I got you a present!" she said, already rummaging through her designer purse.
"You remembered! And you really didn't have to get me anything," I said, still smiling.
Kelly pulled a small, ornately wrapped box out of her purse. "Ofcourse I remembered! How could I forget! It's a big day." Okay, maybe it was just me, but her voice seemed...darker. Ominous. I need to start getting more sleep and stop being so paranoid.
"Well, unwrap your present, before the bus gets here," she said, elbowing me playfully. I laughed, and gently unwrapped the box. Once all the paper was off, I removed the lid, and viewed its contents.It was two of those necklaces, shaped like a broken heart. One said Best the other said Friends.
"Which one do you want?" I asked, looking down at the two necklaces.
"You pick, birthday girl," Kelly said, smiling charismatically. I looked down for a few more minutes, and then picked up the one that said "Best" by the clasp, handing it to her. We clasped the necklaces onto each other's necks, and then chatted amicably as we waited for the bus.
When we got on the bus, Rosie, the bus driver, smiled at us. Okay, everyone knows Rosie is kind of...mentally unstable. She probably shouldn't be operating machinery. But she's nice enough, I guess.
"Hey girls! Please, take your seats," she said, before she resumed driving. When I was about halfway down the aisle, she hit a sharp curve, making me fall and drop all of my books. Yeah, like I said, I'm a dork.
