"Time to get this dreadful day out of the way." I look at the clock and groaned, this is why I hate parties so much. I'm up at seven to get ready for a party at five!
I roll my eyes at the thought of how tonight's going to go. I sit up and rub my head at what happened last night. I didn't mean to spill anything to Blake. He can't know, nobody can. In the two days I've known the three they have dropped my walls five feet, that more than he has on the two years he knew me.
I shake the thoughts out of my head and walk into my bathroom. I slip out of my pajamas and put my fluffy bath robe on and walk over to my bathtub and start running hot water and I slip in some bubbles as I wait for it to fill up.
I walk out and into my closet and grab my dress and shoes and walk it out and put the outfit on my model. I grabbed all the jewelry I wanted and set that on the counter next to it and walked back into the bathroom and the whole bathroom was steamed up. Instantly my nostrils were cleared with the heat. I slip off my robe and set it on the chair of my vanity and walk over to my tub. I slowly dip in, not trying to burn my whole body instantly, but in sections.
I was fully in and rested my head on the water pillow I had installed in my tub. I could feel the sweat starting to form on my forehead. On party days, girl are supposed to sit in an extremely hot tub for an hour to get rid of the dirt, and anything disgusting. But most to swear off some last minute pounds. I usually don't do these but with how much I ate yesterday, I need to make some space for tonight.
I went on my phone and played some music to make the time go by faster and soon the timer went off and I got out. I started letting the water out and went over to my shower and started the water.
I hopped in there and started to scrub my body clean. I then started to scrub my hair clean, I put coconut shampoo and conditioner into my hair. I was just about to scrub the ends of my hair when I realized that is was gone.
"Oh, crap!" I'm going to see my father today! He's going to kill me, but then I won't be able to go to the party. I smile as I keep scrubbing my hair. I rinsed my hair and began to shave everything once again.
I wrapped the towel around my body and dry off as I wrap my hair up in another towel. Once my body was dried off I put on my robe and slippers and started my journey downstairs. By now it was about ten and I needed food badly.
I walk over to the fridge as the front door opens.
"Good morning B-" I cut him off before he could finish the foul name.
"I told you, don't say my name." I seethed out of my teeth as I went back to look for food.
"Why can't I call my daughter by her name? I know you don't like your last name, but why your first? Your mother gave it too you." I chuckle he really doesn't get it.
"That exactly why, because when I hear my name I think of my mother who's gone because of you! Because you couldn't show her any attention! All you cared about was your stupid job and impressing your stupid bosses and while you were at work at night, I was at home crying in my bedroom because all night long I had to hear my mother cry because her own husband couldn't even give her the time of day!" I could feel tears rising to my eyes and my father noticed.
"I told you, crying makes you weak. It won't get you anywhere in life. Your mother left because she couldn't live a strong life. She went back to the little house she grew up in because he can't handle power! You need to be strong to run a business! Now enough of this conversation. Emily is coming over to fix that mistake of a hair cut you got." Just as he finished Emily walks through the door with her hair kit.
"Ok, Chad." With that I stormed up the stairs and into my room. I could hear Emily coming up but I didn't care.
I watched as she comes into my room with a smile.
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The Girl In The Coffee Shop
Teen FictionA name can do so much for a person. It helps them connect with people, it tells them who they're related to, it gets used everyday. So how come the girl in the coffee shop doesn't have a name? Or will that soon change with help of some handsome bo...