Today is Thursday and why is that important? Because it is our last day, we have 2 weeks off starting tomorrow.
I would be much happier but that can't be possible, why? Because I woke up to a really painful stomach ache, not just a normal stomach ache but the one a woman gets when she is on her red...Yeah, is this time of the month.
I wake up and the pain would not stop, so I sprint off to the toilet and take my medicine.
Believe me-when I am on my red, I'm dying, I can't move nor run because my lower stomach hurts so much, I easily get really pale and sometimes I can even puke. That happens to me all the time, I feel like dog crap; last time I even fainted. From that day, dad is really stressed out about me-I don't want him to be, however there's nothing I can do.
I dress up in some random, most comfortable clothes that I can find, eat something and again take the same medicine for the pain because 1 pill does not work on me.
As dad sees me, he already knows what is going on; I don't even have to tell him.
"Stay home"
"Dad, I can't"
"Why?"
"It's my last day-I need to get my things, books and drawings from college and work on them, also I need to get some things done and sorted out before the break, so I have no choice but to go"
He laughs lightly "When did you become so responsible? I remember not that long ago you faked a sickness because you didn't want to go school"
"Dad, that was in year 8" I laugh.
"Time flies" He shakes his head.
I take my bag and skateboard.
However dad takes it away from me.
I look at him confused.
"Let, me at least give you a ride to college"
I nod "Alright, agreed"
Dad smiles brightly.
Soon enough we reach college.
"Before you go,take this" Dad hands me a small chocolate bar.
I smile "Love you" I hug my old man tight.
'This needs to cover up my cravings for sweets-it's getting out of control' I think to myself.
He hugs me back and pats my back lightly "Survive today and later on you will be okay, you have to be"
I nod my head and smile lightly at him "Sure thing!"
"And Alex please, please-be careful. We don't want a repeat of last time, do we?"
"No we don't! I promise I will be careful" I assume him while nodding. I take my bag and jump out of the car.
Dad smiles as he drives away.
I wave and walk towards the entrance and head to the cafeteria right away.
As I walk the pain is not stopping even for a second, I feel like I'm about to die/explode from the pain.
'Why me? Why?'
I open the small chocolate and eat it on my way. I open the doors, crawl inside and slowly walk towards our table; I already hear boys as I get closer.
"Alex!" Oliver shouts as he waves, however his smile drops seconds later as soon as he sees and analyses me.
I walk up to our table while greeting everyone and sitting down.
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|The Tomboy And The Trouble Maker|
Teen FictionA story about an 18 year old girl named Alexandria Parker, who lives in London together with her brother and father. She had life showing her the hard way, same with her family. Her mother died when she was only 8 and she was left by herself. Well...