Complicated [Matthew Espinosa]

Chapter 4

It's been 2 days since the whole Matthew incident and he hasn't really talked to me yet. We have just made awkward eye contact for a milli-second, and we just quickly looked away. Atleast Michael talked to me, too, but he seemed not too fond of me either. Brother like brother, I guess you could say. 

Sarah finally persuaded me into staying Matthew's room. Matthew apparently moved his bed to Michael's and that's the only thing he took, so Mike bought me a bed frame and mattress with pink sheets, blankets, and pillow covers to replace Matthew's. It was really cute, really, since they all had cute white hearts on them in a polka-dot form. They also went shopping with my friends and I, offering to buy me things since I didn't have much money. They ended up buying me a whole new wardrobe. I couldn't blame them, really, though. I had no clothes since the fire. I really hope they don't use up all their money, though. They are rich, but that could change in a second.

And now, it was 6:00 A.M. and it was time to get ready for school. I got out of bed and looking at myself in the mirror, seeing how disgusting I looked. My black hair seemed like it had a giant bird's nest inside, my collar of my plain white t-shirt was wet from I'm guessing drooling, and my black spanks were ridden up so high I could see my butt. I quickly pulled them down, no one should be seeing my bottom, I didn't want to seem like that type of person. That type of person was Piper from school, who always dressed up like a .. I can't say the word, my father always told me not to. But you know what I mean. 

I looked out my window to see the trees were rustling. It seemed really windy outside. Of course it would be, though, I mean, it's Winter. 

I walked to my now new bathroom that I officially own to comb my hair, brush my teeth, and wash my face. Forget make-up, you should always be natural since you are always beautiful.

I walk back to my room and opened up my wardrobe to see a little envelope with Matthew's name written on it. I knew it had to be written from him, and not some person who was trying to fool with me. I knew the way his handwriting looks because I was the one who always corrected his papers in class. I opened up the envelope to see a folded up paper. I unraveled it, and in his handwriting, it said "Don't wreck up my room, I'll be living in there again once you leave. -Matt" Wow, what a sweetheart. I put the note back in the envelope, seal it up again with a cute sticker, and put it in my 'memory box.' What? It was a note from him, I had to keep it.

I picked out my clothes for school today. A grey cardigan, a white One Direction shirt, skinny jeans, and a white scarf. It wasn't the best, I know, but it didn't matter, really. Atleast I didn't go to school naked right? Sometimes I wish a few girls thought that, the ones who go all out when they don't need to. I think everyone is beautiful in their own way.

Once I was finally changed, I grabbed my bag. Mike and Sarah bought me a few new school supplies since it got burned down. I had an over-the-shoulder bag that was leather. My notebooks and pencils were all sparkly and pink, my absolute favorite. My school said that I didn't have to pay for my school books since it got burned and they also knew I wasn't the richest in the city. I finally headed down and saw Sarah cooking breakfast.

"Hi Sarah." I spoke and beamed at her. She flashed me a beautiful grin and said hello back. "Want me to help you with breakfast?" I questioned. When I did, I saw Matthew, Michael, and Mike walk downstairs. My father had walked out of the living room. 

"No worries! I just finished cooking. Maybe tomorrow." She responded. The second she set the eggs, pancakes, and bacon down, the boys started to dig in. 

"Slow down there, champs. Take it slow." I giggled. Mike and my dad looked up at me and laughed with me. Michael and Matthew just glared. Yup, I'm positive now that they don't like me so much.