Give Me A Reason

maria

Maria!! Maria!!! Maria!! Get up from there at this moment, my mother shouted so loudly.

No is still dark here..

it is dark because you refuse to open your eyes.. It is 7:30 and you have just 10min to dress up to school or you be late my mum yelled..

Shit!! Realization dawn on me that today is the day that I wish never came. I am starting a new school.

my dad and mum got divorced.. The dick head left her for a sick looking secretary  who feels she is the most sexiest thing in this planet..
The divorced left mom shattered.so her sister,auntie Tish took her to a therapist for a life changing process ....then that when my mom decided to move to a new town, to start a new life..

Maria!! Momma shouted which brought me out of my mini thinking..

Momma am almost done I lied..
Had to bring all the willpower I could muster to get up from the bed....

Walked to the bathroom did my hygiene, looked at my closet for something comfortable to wear, did my makeup. Looked at the mirror and was contented with what I saw.
Am pretty, with a blue eyes which I inherited from my father..average height, not short
Mark my scarasm.
A lot of people like calling me short but I know I am average height...
Satisfied with my looks I rushed downstairs to meet a tense mother..

Your first day in school and you are going to be 30minute late such a good reputation..  momma said rolling her eyes.

I chuckled... And  immediately regreted it,  but I can not help it when my mom rolls her eyes..for crying out loud she looks so funny

She sent me a death stare.. if looks could kill, I probably be dead and buried. You are laughing,  do I look funny to you she blurted out.

No mum..just eating my breakfast I said with a glimpse of amusement lurking around my eyes

Finished my breakfast and went to her car which she drove me to school in slience..

Here you go nuthead my mom said
Oops mom really mad(calls me "nuthead" when she is mad with me)
Behave yourself when you get there..

Yes Mom I said feeling irritated..I am seventeen years mom..I can handle my self..

I don't care if you are thirty years old, I am your mom so listen to me

Mom if you keep on talking to me I will be so late. And you don't want that I said with all seriousness.

She mentally decided I was right so she left me go with the common.."I love you"not bothering to answer her back...  I walked into the building..