"Gosh Shailene, sometimes I think you're deaf."
I hear my mom say, like she is annoyed. I really can't get by what. All I know is that my head hurts alot and that I want to sleep. But she takes my warm and comfy blanket off me. I groan.
"Mom, can you just let me sleep? Why are you so annoying?!"
I try to ignore the cold that spreads all over my body and get comfortable on a bed without blanket altough it is not the same. I feel my long hair all over my face and I realize that I'll not be happy when I'll look in the mirror. God, I have to be careful. I can't let Sophia see me like this.
"No can do sweetie. It's the first day of school, remember? Your senior year?"
I open my eyes so quickly it hurts. The first day of school? The first day of senior year? The year that gives me exactly one more freaking school year to go? To get out of here, like I wished I could everyday for the past two years. Well isn't that a celebration of some kind? Altough it would help if school would start around 12 am not 8 am. I slowly get up, knowing that if I move any faster, my body will be in even more pain than it is now. I notice my mom staring at me.
"What?"
I ask and she smiles softly.
"I was just thinking about how fast you grew up. Look at you, you're already a senior!"
I roll my eyes. Of course she would come out with something like this. My mom seems to enjoy saying things like that. I've heard it more than enough for my whole life already.
"Oh come on mom, you're not going to cry are you?"
She just smiles again and I can see tears in her eyes.
"Mom, please no!"
I beg/yell. I really don't need this right now. She shrugs and pretends to be a little offended.
"Of course you're too big for your mommy."
She says in a fake-sarcastic tone, but smile on her face is meaning she's not serious. I glare at her and she shrugs again but than finally heads to the door.
"Fine."
She says, still pretending to be offended, making me role my eyes.
"Oh and honey, hurry up a bit so you won't be late."
I nod and than she's finally gone. I sigh in relief. Sometimes she can get on my nerves so much!
I go to the bathroom and look at myself at the mirror. It's exactly what I was afraid of. I look like a monster. I brush my teeth and get dressed in simple tight jeans and a gray t-shirt. Than I hardly brush my hair so they look okay and put on some mascara. I don't like to wear too much make up. The ladt thing I want is to resemble Barbie. I grab my backpack and head downstairs. What's the time? 7.20. Okay, time for a little breakfast.
"Morning Shai."
Someone greets me from behind a newspaper.
"Hi Brian."
I greet back and I'm happy I don't have to fake smile at him like I do every morning. God knows, I never gave this man a real smile, though he thought I did. He is a replacement for my father. My mom married him half a year after she divorced my father. I love my mom, really but I'll never forgive her for bringing him in my life. But in the end he isn't so bad. I'm more angry he brought her with him.
"Daddy!"
I roll my eyes the second I hear her voice. Remember talking about Barbie? I think I'm about to see one right now.
