Mine Then, Mine Now

4

My dad was, well he was a special case.

Lets just say the dude is very bipolar, like me, except extremely bipolar.

One minute he's being all serious and professional, the next he's smiling and choking on his french fries.

I don't understand why my mother was attracted to him back then, she's kind and wise with confidence and opinions.

My dad is strict and tough with confidence and facts.

I guess opposites do attract.

It was Monday night, yesterday after the airport we got to go eat at a fancy olive garden.

Today we were eating pizza.
My dad was dressed in jogging clothes because him and caleb went for a run.

Marcus and my mom baked brownies, kim went out to skate with her friends, I stayed in my room writing and catching up on studying.

I ate pizza while I wrote in my journal;jay is a new guy, he's very rude and has never been shown kindness.

Today Jay walked in to class with a grin on his face, Ms.winter didn't say anything to him, she just kept writing on the chalk board.

Maybe I should try being his friend, just to see how that turns out.

I finished my pizza and went to bed, because insomnia was NOT going to take over tonight.

When I woke up, typically kim was taking a shower, Caleb said he was going to take me shopping if my pajamas kept being so short, I laughed.

And Marcus was actually gone, he went with dad somewhere, probably getting coffee.

When we arrived at school, Marcus was already there with a tray of coffees.

I grabbed my iced coffee, Caleb fought me over it since it was vanilla and the other one was caramel, and he liked vanilla better.

I won.

Kim didn't get a coffee since she went to another school, You snooze you loose.

Plus the last thing Kim's teachers need is a hyper kim.

I walked with Marcus down the hallway, as usual.

We were almost at my locker when Asher intervened.

"Mark, I can walk her from here" Asher said.

Marcus rolled his eyes but willingly left, but before he did, I asked for his hoodie, and he handed it over.

His hoodies were comfy, and I liked the feeling of being small.

"Sup" I said to Asher whom was walking at my side.

"Sup?" He asked "no, where have you been? Or why haven't you been to my house lately?"

I almost choked on my coffee "I don't care where you've been, or whose legs you've been in between."

"Ew! Don't say that, your my bestfriends sister" he said.

"But arent I one of your bestfriends?" I asked nugging him.

"Yes but-" I cut him off.
"But what, was it because of your freshman year?" I asked, though I shouldn't have, this was the first time I brought it up.

"I don't wanna talk about that, don't push me Jackie." He said in a stern tone.

I shrugged, I was relieved, what happened between us, was an unspoken conversation.

"How come you don't ask for my hoodies?"he asked.

I shrugged, "Your hoodies arent as good" Iied.