2nd Place

• Tres // Fuck you.

Flashback - May 2010, six years ago.

Dear diary,

I hate my life, I don't know what I did wrong to make my mother hate me so much. I do all my chores and even clean up extra around the house so all she has to do is rest and cook. I don't have any friends because I don't take mess from anyone and everyone talks behind my back. Another reason is everyone thinks I'm stuck up because I actually know how to mind my own business. But guess what's worse than my mom putting things before me ? She's having a baby, she's two months pregnant and it's Clayton's. I knew she'd be pregnant by the end of the school year. And I was correct, but after this baby arrives I'll be put at second place big time. I guess it's whatever. I'll survive. I'm living now aren't I ?

- Ronnie Tè

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Present Day : Tuesday, May 13, 2016

As I was finishing up reading that page in my old diary Robbie came in right on time.

"Ronnie, Ma sai-" she got out before I spoke.

"I know what your Ma said, she said 'Get ya ass up', didn't she ?" I said smartly and harshly. I get tired of that because that's how she wakes me up every damn day.

"Uh, yes." She said shakily because I semi-yelled at her, "Well I'll be downstairs waiting for dad to pull up from work." She said and vanished like a ghost.

"Ok." I mumbled after she left exhaling a small breath.

Soon, I lifted from the bed and walked over to Cali's food storage bin and put some into her bowl. And grabbed her water bowl and walked into my bathroom and filled it with cool water and sat it down between her bed and cage.

After that I started my morning. I brushed my teeth, and stripped for the shower. I cursed under my breath as I turned the water on.

"Shit." I said as blood trickled down my leg as the water hit me. I had started my period for the week.

I ignored it for the moment and showered, dried off quickly and found some clean undergarments and a pad.

I then stepped out to my closet and dressed myself in a leather black skater skirt, a cherry red bandeau, a short sleeved black button-up cardigan, tube socks with strawberries plastered all over them. I slipped on my black creepers with red leopard print on the top of the roof of the toe part, and laced them up.

I smoothed on some red MAC lipstick, filled in my eyebrows just a bit, wrapped my "Trust No Man" gold plated chunky necklace around my neck, and crimped my hair in big chunks to leave that messy "skater" look.

I had finished my whole clothes & makeup routine in 30 minutes, I had another 30 to leisure around until leaving at 8:00.

I placed fresh news paper in Cali's cage, set her water bowl full of new water, and carefully placed her inside locking the cage.

I grabbed my black Furla bag, and transferred my stuff from yesterday's purse to this one. I loaded my phone and keys into the bag and went downstairs, closing my door.

As I made it downstairs Robbie was awaiting for Clayton to get home so he could drive her to school, which Rhonda could actually do but she chooses not to.

"Hey," I said plopping down on the couch beside her in the living room. "Sorry from earlier. . But whatcha doin ?" I asked and apologized.