This Isn't Wonderland

Chapter Seven

It's Saturday. 

The sun is shining and there are around two or three small clouds in the sky. The weather forecast calls for a zero percent chance of rain for the whole day, as well as tomorrow. This was a rare occurrence in Seattle.

Jaclyn and Holdon had decided they wanted to go to a park or Jammin Java but of course, I am grounded. I think I am, that is.

Barbara didn't tell Clark about the whole punching-incident, though some how Nia found out. Then again, she knows just about everyone so of course she did. I could care less though. She didn't really bother me too much about it. Sure she asked if I did it, even though we both knew I did, but other than that, it was all silence from her about the subject. 

I partly want to think that my mother didn't tell my father about the fight because she's scared I'll tell him about how she beat me up. Which I wouldn't. But if she wants to think that, then she can. She's been a bit easier on me ever since it happened. It's only a matter of weeks or days when Barbara will forget about it and turn right back into the Spawn of Satan. 

Clark is off with some work buddies at some Golfing course so it's just Nia, Barbara, and I. The two of them are currently out on the balcony soaking in the sun; both in bikinis that show off more than they need to.

The differences between my family and I are so...large. 

For instance; Nia and Barbara are so confident in their looks and body. How could they not be? They're gorgeous- disgustingly gorgeous. Both sporting long, tan legs with flat stomachs and curves that make every boy look in their direction.

Then there was me, I had none of those characteristics. And they really did love to rub that fact in my face.

My mom gave me back my phone this morning. I have the slightest clue when because I slept till noon, but it was on my desk when I woke up. Part of me was pissed because she entered my room. But I was also glad that I had my phone back. So I let it go.

Two hours later and it's now two in the afternoon, Clark is expected to be home around six. 

As I walk out into the living room where our small patio is visible in the large screen door, I stop and decide to stare at my sister and mother. Nothing was happening. They were simply laying there in their chairs, their bodies looking oily because of all the tanning oil they use. They made me mad, how they just have been sitting there and haven't bothered to come check on me.

Me, who has been in my room for the past two hours, looking out the window in boredom. 

Me, who hasn't a single damn thing all day, but what's new.

Me, who actually wanted to jump out the window because then at least I would feel slightly free before I fell and hit the concrete.

"Barbara." I said, my voice mixing in with the wind that pushed through the air. Both Barbara and Nia looked up; both shocked but relieved when they saw me. "What?" She asked, laying her head back down and closing her eyes, though she's wearing sunglasses.

"I'm going to go out with some friends."

"Who?"

I rolled my eyes.

The only friends I have.

"Holdon and Jaclyn, who else?" I said, crossing my arms as I looked out at the building across from ours. Barbara sighed, "Okay, be safe, and just text me when you're on your way home. We might just have take out tonight." This made Nia squealed, "Omg yay." She said, instead of simply saying 'oh my god', or 'oh my gosh'. I rolled my eyes before turning around and walking back inside closing the door behind me.