Here I am in my bed staring at the blurry ceiling feeling quite miserable. Princess is at the foot of my bed sleeping with no cares in the world. Huh. How lucky.My first day of high school is tomorrow and I STILL have to wear glasses.
The current time is 12:00 a.m. midnight and I overheard mom downstairs talking on the phone with her best friend, Simone.
Simone is a complete gossip bomb. All she does is gossip, gossip,gossip. And by the looks of it, all of that Gossip crap spreaded to mom with no problem at all.
"Yes girl and she knew good and well them heels don't go with them yellow neon tights.....mmm. I know right!"
I've never known,anyone who wears tights and heels, but obviously,my mom does since she hangs around those type of folks. Or atleast Simone does.
Then the doorbell rang.
"Oh yes girl she was RATCHET! Oh-wait Simone someones at the door."
Who could it be at the door this time of night?
I could hear mom open the door.
Mom met her gaze with a Fed-Ex delivery man. He smiled holding a small box."Hi did you have an order for glasses?"
Mom smiled and frantically clapped her hands.
"Yes! " she exclaimed. "I ordered them today. They're for my daughter."
Ah of course mom;spread my business to the world.
After signing her name in a sloppy and fast manner on the clipboard, mom waved the Fed-Ex guy goodbye and put the phone back to her ear.
"Sorry girl. It was Fed-Ex delivering Patience's glasses. Yeah I ordered them a few weeks ago...Hmm? Yeah something told me that her eyes would do something crazy so I went ahead and ordered glasses. Right on time,too!!"
Yes,im sure I failed to mention that my mom has really good 'Mommy Senses'.
Perfect. My glasses are here and I don't even know what they look like. They're probably bifocals!! Or Granny glasses! Maybe even pink rhinestone cat eye glasses! My mom has HORRIBLE taste in fashion. For Christmas a few years ago, she got me a puke green,itchy, ugly deer sweater! I had to wear that thing until it was worn out(which took forever since my mom kept cleaning and sewing patches into it..)
I looked at the clock.
"12:47 a.m."
"Patience, you need to go to sleep. You're going to be a lazy piece of crap in the morning if you dont." I thought in my mind. But I can't sleep! What teenager easily falls asleep on her probably miserable first day of high school!? Well I should atleast try. I turned the opposite way away from my door and closed my eyes, when all of a sudden I heard my mom say,
"Oh and I even had the idea of bedazzling her binder!"
Well. There's goes my sleep.
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"GET UP SOLDIERS! MOVE IT MOVE IT MOVE IT!! GET YA LAZY BUTTS UP IT'S YOUR FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL AND YALL AINT GON SPEND IT SLEEPING!!!!!!"
I abruptly woke up to the sound of screaming and yelling, obviously coming from a speaker phone.
"GET UP PATIENCE!!! THERE'S NO TIME FOR BEING LAZY!!"
I opened my eyes slowly to met my gaze with a woman dressed in all camouflage and black duck tape under her eyes. Mom.
"DID YOU HEAR ME CHILD? GET UP!!"
Clearly frightened by moms all-of-a-sudden behavior, I fell off my bed trying to rush out the door to keep from getting killed by Army Mom.
