Perspective

Hello, High School

I was sent back to high school on Monday morning. It was less than halfway through the school year already and today was my first day. 

I had awaken early that morning, hours before my alarm had gone off. I had had a hard time sleeping that night, I had done so much of that already. I wanted to be awake. I welcomed the day, despite everything felt like an unfamiliar dream. 

I turned over, flipping on my lamp switch and sitting up in my queen sized bed. Everything felt so new, so unrecognizable. I didn't recognize the silky sheets with printed soft pink floral designs over the overall color of eggshell. I didn't recognize the rainbow pastel cloud printed duvet over the cozy, warm comforter over my body. 

I kicked off my covers and swung my legs over the bedside, my toes touching the ivory carpeted floors. I didn't recognize the feeling of warmth and comfort in my own bedroom. Nothing felt like home to me. When I stood up, I crossed over to my dresser where my large circular mirror was mounted over. What bugged me most of all was that I don't recognize the person staring back at me in the mirror. 

The azure colored eyes staring back at me belonged to a girl who didn't know who she was. A stranger to me. 

After a couple hours of trying to fall back asleep and flipping through the pages of a book which didn't really interest me, my alarm began to beep and it was time to start the adventure of the day. 

"Looks like Liz is waiting for you," My father exclaimed as he was pouring coffee into a large black mug when I came in the kitchen with my school bag.

"Liz?" I inquired curiously. 

"Liz Perkins. Your best friend. You have three best friends. Liz, Heather and Jules. Go on, go have fun with them." He encouraged. I glanced at him with a nervous look and he smiled softly. A smile that for some reason calmed the hurricane I felt in my gut. 

"Bye, dad." I said as sweetly as I could. His smile remained but his eyes looked somewhat sad as I said goodbye. Maybe because the bye didn't feel genuine. I began to wonder if I did any of that right. Daughters are supposed to be embraced by their dad, or kiss their dad before saying goodbye. Maybe I did that all wrong. 

The words that climbed up my throat didn't sound right to me either. 

I took a deep breath as I left the kitchen and headed into our entrance hall. I wondered where my mom was, so I could say goodbye to her too. But my guess was, she wasn't awake yet. 

I stepped outside of the front door, with Rhett following behind me. I walked by his side down the pathway towards the sidewalk and he began to branch away from me, walking through our lawn and making his way down the sidewalk.

"Are you coming to school in the car with us?" I asked him.

"No." He said with a raised eyebrow. 

"You're welcome to ride with us, Rhett." Piped up the girl from the front seat. I looked at her, she was absolutely gorgeous. Long and wavy chestnut colored hair flowing passed her shoulders with black sunglasses bedazzled with rhinestone on the rims. 

"There's plenty of room in my trunk." She continued to my brother. The other two girls began to cackle with laughter and I looked back at Rhett in shock. He only rolled his eyes and continued walking down the sidewalk. 

Once I walked up to the front seat hesitantly, the one driving took off her sunglasses and smiled at me revealing the perfect, pearly white flawless smile. 

"Hey, Charly." She greeted.

"Hello." I greeted them politely. "You guys are... my best friends?"