Global warming is taking its toll. Somehow, heat in the North Pole leads to a snow day on October first.
I have absolutely nothing to do. Homework is done, no chores, I'm not crazy enough to shovel in zero degree weather. I don't have ant gloves than my knit green-white mittens.
Frozen precipitation sits on the windowsill. It reflects the yellow and green striped wallpaper of our kitchen. As I try and focus on my drawing of the dragon, it catches my eye.
Eventually, I feel forced to wipe it off the glass.
Later, on my phone, I come across a picture of myself. Reddish brown hair, small, puffy lips, eyes a bit too big, too green. I look a bit over-concentrated, like a person wearing too much makeup.
Next to Bianca I look homely, next to Kathleen, I could be a Victorias Secrets model. I look better from the side.
Quack Quack!
My text tone, on high volume, echoes through the empty house.
Kathleen: DID U GET MY LETTER OR WHAT? R U 2 LA Z 2 GET UR UGLY BUTT OUT OF A CHAIR, AND TAP UR BITTEN DOWN FINGER NAILS AS A RESPONSE?
ME: Hello ms ALL CAPS!
Kathleen: Well, look who's being a bitch today?
I can't help roll my eyes at that. Ugly butt? Bitten down nails?
Me: what's wrong?
Kathleen: Butler
Me: didn't get accepted?
Kathleen takes a while to respond.
Kathleen: they want more students in 2 art. They r sending a teacher 2 Public schools 2 look 4 talent. It's stupid. There r no kids in public who should go 2 private who haven't been discovered already.
She's trying to put me down. She's really pissed because they want art students, and not her. She won't be able to stand if I end up taking her place at butler.
Because hey, who likes art?
Yours truly, me.
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Waiting for my life
Ficção AdolescenteThis book is the story of thirteen year old Jade with NLD. NLD is short for neurological learning disorder. She was diagnosed in fourth grade, less than a month after one of her best friends, Midori, moves to Japan. Two days after she finds out her...
