INSTA-Daddy

7

I have never been this horn-mad early in the morning. Good thing it's a Friday, only one more day til' the weekend. A time to relax after a stressful week.

Ugh.

Then I remembered. That effin place I'm living in right now. That effin Tom I'm living with. This whole effin situation I got myself into. How am I gonna have a relaxing weekend with all that?

Uuuuugh. This is making my head hurt.

But that's not the reason why I'm pissed off this morning. It's Jennifer.

Here I was pacing through the hallways,  cheerfully greeting my friends along the way then Miss prima-donna sashayed over to me.

She flipped her long straight-rebonded brunnette hair and flickered her eyelashes as she grinned her pink lips widely... at me.

That was very much surprising. I pretended to ignore it and just walked  past her, but stopped after she hollered my name out loud.

What does this biatch need.

She catwalked forward all while showing off her smile made out of pure fraud. I hate her smile. Oh how I want to rip that smile off of that barbie-like face.

"I just wanted to tell you there's going to be a party at Cameron's house tonight," she stated. "I personally don't want you there but my hubby wants you to," she rolled her eyes while placing a hand on her hip.

I simpered. "Why?"

"Don't know and don't care," she mumbled under her breathe. She raised her hand up leveling her eyes, with her fresh polished fingernails flashed in front of her.

Then she focused back on me, again with her fake smile. "I really hope you'd come... But not really."

She then sashayed away afterwards, leaving me agitated.

When I got into class, I told Liz about what happened. At least I got to let out a few steam. I really did not want to go and so did her but after telling Wesley about it, he started jumping with excitement.

Doofus really likes to party. According to him, it's a perfect place to go fishing.

Therefore, Liz and I have no choice but to go. Just because we love him so much. Besides, parties at Cameron's are always fun given the fact that his rock band are the main entertainers plus an awesome freelance college DJ that happens to be his cousin.

Although I won't deny how awkward it will going to be.

Right after class was dismissed, the rest of those in my class rushed out probably to prepare for the party at Cameron's.

Me? I'm nowhere near to feeling excited. Even a slight motivation is not possessing my soul right now.

I stopped by at the SC office first, then at a Shawarma diner on the way home, then went straight home. I plopped down the sofa, stretched my feet on top of the mini table, and decided to call my parents.

They seem to be doing okay, except for Mom's obvious emotional breakdown. We talked over the phone for maybe 30 minutes then had to break the conversation for me to start preparing for the party as well. Wes and Liz are dropping by later.

I took a shower, got some clothes out of my new closet, and paused as I saw my reflection on the large mirror. It was big enough for me to see my body up til my knees.

I paced closer while glueing my eyes on myself. My eyes rolled down to my tummy. My fingers caressed the part below my belly button. I let out a deep sigh, a picture of my tummy getting bigger drew in my mind.