One Way Trip To Happiness?

Chapter 2

We were moving in two weeks time.

Mom sat up every night at the kitchen table going through bills and signing papers and writing letters into the early hours of the morning.

For my birthday from mom I received: CD's, a new phone, clothes, a necklace, cash and a new suitcase.

I received money from my Nan and Grandpa in Alaska. My aunt Kelly had given me a voucher to spend in my favourite clothes shop to buy new clothes. I got more money from relatives I never see from my childhood. Adding up all my money I had $500, which was awesome. Gramps and gran had sent nearly half of it, but then again they are pretty rich.

So all in all my 16th birthday had been successful.

I got up the next day at half six, took a bath and got ready.

Today was one of the last days of going to Ivory Dale High.

Last night I decided to get revenge. I was going out with a bang.

I curled my hair so it  lightly flowing past my shoulders.

I selected the black dress I wore 2 years ago at Christmas.

It was tighter and gave my cleavage a satisfying boast.

I did my make up carefully and put on a lot more than usual.

I snagged a pair of my mom's heels and I was done!

I looked like a slutty bitch. Perfect.

I wasn't at all a slut. I just wanted to look like one, for a little while. Just until I could get my revenge, then I'd take the monkey suit off.

Today I was no longer ghost girl Mei who wore jeans and contacts.

I went down to the kitchen for a quick breakfast.

My mom was still sitting at the table with a blanket wrapped around her.

"Morning mom." I said

"Morning darling-oh?" she said looking at me stunned. "What on earth are you wearing....It's very interesting..."

"Yep well I figured I'd have some fun in my last days."

My mom went back to her work "I've informed your school of your move, so just hang in there a while longer sweetie."

"Okay mom, well I'm off!" I said grabbing my bag and keys.

As I was leaving through the door mom shouted after me.

"Have fun."

I giggled and shut the door. I would.

***

I turned up at school and parked the car. I took several deep breaths. I can do this, I can do this, I told myself. I couldn't do this. I looked stupid. I wasn't like all those other girls, so confident. I looked in the mirror. I really looked nothing like myself. Nothing.

But revenge. I needed my kumuppins.

With a final deep breath I went over my plan, my voice, my walk, my talk. Ok, done. Here. Goes. Nothing.

My hands shook as I reached for the handle, why was I doing this? God, why!

I opened the car door and gracefully (Or so I hoped) swung my legs out of the car. I grabbed my purse and slammed the door with a loud bang. This gained people's attention. I was trying to remain confident, but I knew I was failing, so I held my head up, tossed my hair and walked faster.

I knew this was a bad idea, but I was leaving so, what the hell? I had to release all this pent up angry.

One boy was brave enough to stare straight at my boobs! The nerve of him! Normally I would be offended and give him a look of disgust.