A few minutes within my abrupt awakening a maid braught me some excedrin and a bottle of water. Swallowing the pills I sighed and dragged my self out of the room to find my own. A nice hot shower and a good mouth wash sounded convenient.
I still can't believe that I had the courage and the strength to do what I did last night. There's no turning back now. As the medication slowly kicked in I realized how bad I smelled of alcohol and puke. Made me want to gage. Finally found my room and went straight to the bathroom. Looking into the mirror I looked like a train wreck. Make-up was all the way down my face.. dark circles under my eyes, hair was ratted and dishovled. Then there was my clothes which had alcohol and ouke on them.
Stripping of my dress I stepped into the steaming shower. I stood under the water for at least ten minutes. My muscles were soar as usual. My bruses from school are almost gone. I can't believe I am here right now. I have broken out of my shell and found my true self. I felt so beautiful last night. Never in my life have I felt pretty muchless atractive. Here I am, and wanted. Things are going to turn around for me.
After taking a long shower a slowly dried my self off. I have
never worn make up before last night. I can't describe how beautiful I felt. The bust of courage and self confidence was amazing. Feeling like that can't be compared to anything. I wonder if other girls feel that way.Slowly I brushed through my hair black hair. It laid damp around my shoulder. I wrapped the towel around my body and walked into I guess what would be called my closet with my new clothes. I have no idea what to wear. I have never had anything new in my life much less something that fit me. There are so many choices. Every color of the rainbow. Everything from dresses to work out clothes.
I have never tried on clothes at a store even. No one has come to tell me what is expected of me today. Maybe they want me to go find them. I was just going to wait for them to find me. None of this is like me. I feel like im being rude but I have never been in a house like this or had anything nice to call my own.
I walked down to the tank tops and pulled out a purple one with white poka dots on it. I have never had a bra that fits me before. They have always been to big or to small. I pulled open a few drawers until I found bras. I never knew bras came in so many patters or colors. Al of them appered to be the same size. My aunt must have guessed by looking at me. I grabbed a lime green one and put it on. It shockingly fit perfectly. I have never been flat chested but I don't have the biggest chest ever. I'm only a 34-C. I pulled out a pair of light colored shorts which were way to short fo my comfort. And to match my bra a pair of lime green underwear which they all appeared to be a sexy lace. I've never felt sexy but heres a start I guess.
Maybe I'll find a maid who knows how to put make up on and see if she could show me how. My hair was about dry and laid limply around my shoulders. As I opened my bedroom door I stood a little straighter instead of my usual slouching like when I walked around at school.
Before I knew it I was falling. With a loud thump and a shriek from me I landed on something hard. Groaning I opened my eyes and tried to push my self only to fail and see I was on top of someone....Only to see that it was a guy.
Immediately I turned crimson red and got to my feet. I started saying sorry repeatedly. I felt horrible.
"I'm such a clutz and I wasn't watching where I was going! I am so sorry! Are you okay?"
The guy had dirty blond colored swishy hair and brownish green eyes, he was very handsome. Noticing that only made me blush harder. He sat up and chuckled. I was taken back by his response. He wasn't mad..
"Good morning to you to" He chuckled. His voice was smooth but it sounded like hhe just woke up. "I'm fine but are you okay?"
My eyes must have been like golf ball sized and my mouth was gaping wide open. It took me a minute to respond and to finally gather my slef. "uh yeaa-a-a I-I am ok-kay." I spluttered out. He's talking to me..
Giving me a odd look "are you sure? you look as if you have sen a ghost?".
"I just can't believe you aren't mad and that you are talking to me." My cheeks weren't so red but I was still embaressed.
"Nahh I don't have a reason to be mad. I woke up and my good morning call is a beautiful girl falling on top of me." I blushed again. I have never been called that.
"That's a new one for me."
I just babbled coheirently. I must sound like a idiot.
"Are you new around here or are you just one of Ryler's girl friends?" He asked.
"Uh yea-no. Yea I am new. I am only here for the summer though. I am Ryler's cousin MacKenzie."
"Really he never told me he had a beautiful cousin. Well MacKenzie I am Jordan and I am hungry." Laughing lightly he asked "Want to come and find something to eat in the kitchen with me?" I nodded and folled him down the stairs.
"So when did you arive here?"
"Yesterday after noon."
"Oh how do you like it here so far?"
"The house is beautiful and Bonnie is very kind to me."
"Good, I am always here if you need any thing just ask. I practcally livehere since my parents are always busy with work. My room is next to Ryler's."
I just nodded my head and said thanks. We finally made it to the kitchen after passing the maids who were cleaning the house up. I felt like I should be helping since I helped to make the mess Jordan said it was fine since Bonnie always says "don't worry about it, thats what I pay them for and I pay them extra for cleaning up after parties."
As we walked into the kitchen we came face to face with what looked like an angry Bonnie.

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Abused In Purple
Roman pour AdolescentsPain is something she knows better than most and she would do anything to escape its grasp on her life. McKenzie's parents abandoned her. School is a nightmare; she's bullied relentlessly. The only thing that keeps her going is the prospect of gradu...