How to be Visible

Chapter 23

"...but mom, it's Friday, I've missed the whole week, it wouldn't hurt if I missed today." I tried to explain to her.

As far as I was concerned my reason was perfectly logical. I mean it wouldn't hurt to miss just on more day but no, she just wants to establish her supremacy over me.

Mothers!

"You are going to school this morning and that is final." She finalized in the tone that signified that 'this conversation was over'.

"I am not a baby anymore. I am eighteen now and I am legally permitted to make my own decisions." I reminded her grinning from ear to ear like  Cheshire cat.

"Honey, until the day you get married and stop living under my roof, eating my food and money, you will forever listen to and obey my instructions. Is that clear?" She raised on eyebrow and spoke with unquestionable authority.

"Yes mother." I mumbled, defeated once again.

"Now go and get ready for school."

I headed up to my room and sluggishly entered the shower. I made sure to take my time and scrub every inch of my body then I made sure to sing two long songs while I rinsed the soap off of my body.

I entered into my closet after drying myself with my huge fluffy towel. That was when the real struggle began. What would I actually wear to school?

I tried several outfits but none of them was badass enough. After the third try, I finally settled for an all black look. Complete with black leather pants, a black V neck polo, a black leather jacket and black ankle boots. I packed my 'black' hair up into a tight pony tail.

I took in my reflection. I seriously looked like serial killer or some kick ass CIA agent. For a regular high school student, it was very extra but then again, nothing was too much for a big entrance was it?

I applied a very nude makeup. The lesser the better. Ironic, I know.

I grabbed my backpack and walked downstairs and into the kitchen. Freshly made pancakes and a glass of milk was waiting for me on the kitchen counter. My mother was still packing our lunch items.

"Ooo, pancakes! Thank you so much ma!" I smiled as I sat on a stool, ready to devour this amazing meal.

"You're welcome. You need a healthy breakfast on a school day. Especially because you're just recovering." She replied and continued putting our lunch pack together.

"Mom, can't I just stay at home and go back to school on Monday?" I whined as I chewed on my pancake.

"I've already told you. You're perfectly fine and there is no more reason for you to stay at home. Now stop whining and get yourself to school." She repeated and  handed my lunch pack to me.

"Thanks." I muttered as I got up and dragged my feet to the front door.

Before I opened the door, I turned to look at my mom and mouthed another long please.

"Nope. Run along now." She waved me off and returned to the kitchen.

Releasing a long sigh, I walked out of the house and into my car.

My car!!!

I drove out of the driveway and straight off to school. As I drove, I noticed several high schoolers that were either waiting for the bus or that were walking to school.

I bet my sweet cakes that at some point in their lives they all begged their parents for a car. It took all of the restraint I had for me to not shout 'don't worry guys, you'll get an amazing ride soon. I'm a living witness!!'  to every single one of them.