Chapter 2: That Fateful Morning

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I had waken up late because for some reason my alarm didn't even go off! It was 8:00 when I eyed the clock on my bedside table, so I didn't have much time-only 30 minutes to be exact. I rummaged through my summer clothes  (shorts, tank tops, etc) and managed to find some nice clothes that were good for my second week. I did my messy hair up in a bun and got in front of my mirror. Smudging the lipstick on my lips, applying the foundation, and putting on my mascara was the only things I could do regarding my makeup. I didn't have time for anything else. And of course, being the clutz I was, I had applied my makeup before brushing my teeth so I had to grind my teeth together to brush the front. My teeth are straight, unlike my little sister, Chloe's, teeth. She hardly ever brushes her teeth and makes excuses to not do it most of the time. She has yellow and crooked teeth, and definitely needs braces. However mom refuses it because they're too much money. She has never gotten a cavity, which confuses me, a lot. My teeth are just a bit yellow and straight, yet I always get cavities. When I finished brushing my teeth, I ran to the kitchen to greet my mom.

"Hey mom!" I shouted with a sense of joy in my voice.

However my mom didn't even notice me when she had a mug of what looked like coffee in her hand. She took her last sip and got up to put the mug in the sink. I heard the crash of the mug hitting the sink. She then put the kettle to a boil. I stared at her, very confused. Mom never drinks coffee this excessively. I wonder what's wrong...

I suddenly blurted out, "Why are you even acting this way? It seems like you've just been to yourself the whole time since dad died! You were fine when he was an alcoholic, but you're even worse when he's dead!" without thinking. "Sorry.." I trailed off after realizing what I had just dead.

She closed her eyes forcefully and I thought I could see a visible tear run down her face. However she quickly turned away after realizing she had done this. "I'm not acting this way because your father is dead." Mom told me as her voice cracked slightly whilst looking me in the eyes. When I asked why, she refused to let anything else out. She poured her coffee.

At this point I was getting pretty angry as I didn't have any answers yet, but after realizing what my mom had gone through with my dad, our house and generally just everything, I couldn't stand to be much mad at her anymore. I kept any other thoughts to myself while frying some eggs on the pan. I had finished eating the food I had made for myself, so I quickly said goodbye to mom but also begged her to pray for me at school. I couldn't take anyone any longer. I got a grip of my bag's handle, carried it over my shoulder, and quickly ran out the door.

I turned on my data for a split second and began to check my Snapchat, all whilst walking to school. I totally lost track of the time and realized it was 8:28 at least a minute into my walking. And because of my luck, it would take me 10 whole minutes to get there by walking, and two by driving. I felt like just hailing a cab, but it was still dark outside as the early winter months began to surface-and our city just isn't that lovely in the night. I had accepted my fate. It was 8:29, and school was still 8 to 9 minutes away! I was getting ready to regret this whole day, but I quickly spotted Todd in his Tesla on my side of the road, and waved to him so he could pick me up. And he did! What a relief! Thank the heavens I wasn't going to be late.

When I finally arrived at school, I found my locker and had gotten my schedule. I felt a little bit better as Todd and I had the same classes. When we walked in the two doors together I noticed all types of new people, but they all had something in common. They almost looked perfect. 4/5 of the females had long, straight, blonde hair and blue eyes. And 4/5 of the males had dirty blonde hair and eyes that looked like the day sky. It was then I realized that all these people in the hallway were nearly perfect-was I the only oddball out of these 1000 people..?
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A/N: Hey guys! Sorry about the really short chapter. It has about 830 words 😂 Hope you can forgive me about it!

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