Saturday morning I slept until the lunch time. I could hear my mom vacuuming and making all that noise to wake me up to help her cleaning - but i always found the cool side of the pillow. The sky looked gray and cold from my window. There was not really reason for me to wake up anyway. I had not plans and staying all day in my pajamas sounded actually very good. My mom hit the door of my room with the broom.I'm not helping her to clean...She does this every single Saturday since I remember. Saturday morning was a cleaning day in my family.. I turned on my stomach to ready close my eyes again, when she knocked on my door.
"Michaela?"
I tried to pretend that I'm still sleeping...too bad - she opened the door.
"Come on! Wake up you Lazy head..." She walked to my bed and took my blanket off me.
"Mom?Come on.." I tried to reach for my blanket to cover my naked butt. "What are you doing?"
"Michaela it is quarter past noon..You've been sleeping enough.." She opened my window to let fresh air in. It was freezing! I sat up and put my furry slippers on.
"Why can't you let me sleep?"
"Your brother is coming for lunch..I already cleaned, cooked and I baked lemon cake.." Of course! His favorite. I hate that sour cake..
I escaped to the shower and tried to stay there as long as I could..When I was painting my toenails with the red nail polish, I heard the door bell ring.
"Hiiiiii!" I grinned when I heard Lila's pinching voice.Small talk...My brother's laugh, my mom's super sweet voice and Lila's baby-talk..Oh. I can not wait to get out of this bathroom!
"Michaela is home?" My brother asked.
"Michaela..Come on..you've been there for hours!" My mom knocked on the door. "She's been there like for ever..She slept until twelve. I had to wake her up.." I could hear mom talking about me..I looked in the mirror. I hate my life!
I put some sweat pants and shirt on in my room and went to the living room to say Hi. They were sitting around the coffee table eating some appetizers. My mom was sitting in the middle dressed in some new cashmere sweater - when did she buy it?, my brother had his dorky glasses on and his mouth was full of bruscetta and his lovely pregnant girlfriend was dressed all in pink - as usual.
"Hiiii!" Lila's voice pinched me again.
"Finally!" my mom exclaimed.
"Hey Sis," My brother stood up and gave me a hug. I sat next to Lila - it was only space to sit. They were talking about the baby, my brother's work, Lila's family..My mom served some pasta with meatballs and garlic bread..
"How've you been?" Lila asked me.
"I've been good."
"She was in Amsterdam.." My mom said with her eyebrows raised. It sounded like very important information.
"Really?" Lila and my brother looked surprised. "How was that?"
"I liked it.."
"What was the reason to go? Who you've been with?" My brother was trying to talk while he was eating his spaghetti.
"I was with friend..She had some work over there.." That reminded me, that I still have that Camille's DVD for him. I wanted to laugh..
"Friend..huh?" Lila took a sip of the lemonade. "New boyfriend?" She said with bitchy smile. My mom looked at her and than she looked at me.
"We met Peter in the mall the other day.." She said. Renee looked into his plate, pretending that he is not in the room. "I'm soo sorry Michaela, you were such a nice couple.." i really hate this fake pink plastic doll. I knew she did it on purpose. Lila loved the gossip..She was total gossip girl.
"What happened?" My mom got lost in the conversation.
"Michaela and Peter broke up.." Lila said..
"Excuse me Lila, are you my spokeswoman?" I was pissed at her. She gave me offended look. "I don't think so..so do not stick your nose in my business, please."
"Michaela.." My brother tried to stand up for her. That was way too much for me. "Do not talk to Lila like that!"
I stood up ready to leave the table.
"Is this true Michaela?" My mom was looking at me shocked.
"Yes. Miss Lila has true information.."
I walked in to my room..i need to leave ASAP, cause I knew they will have no shame to come into my room..
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That Bitch..
RomanceI was not born a bitch, i became one..thanks to you.. He pulled my hair back, i felt his breath on my neck.."You like to play, huh?" I whispered feeling his desire..He looked in my eyes..I could see the fire in his eyes.."..than you will cry." I sai...
