BEEP BEEP BEEP
I lazily turn off my alarm on my phone and check the time. 6:30 already? Why does it feel like I've only slept for 2 minutes?
I sit up on my bed and grown loudly. I'm not ready for today. Transferring schools is a pain in the ass, especially knowing you have no one to be with. Luckily my childhood friend Amalia goes to the school I'm transferring to today: River Oaks High School. Since I don't have a car yet and my dad uses our only car to drive to his job, i have to ride my bike to school.
I'm not complaining though since the bike ride is only 6 minutes long.
I get up and stretch my body. I go to the restroom and vigorously brush my teeth while sending a text to Amalia.
Sky: Good morning! At what time you getting at school?
Amalia: good morning sunshine ;) and I'll be there by 7:40 ish.
Sky: Okay see u there :)
I gargle some mouthwash and spit it out. I'll have to leave at around 7:30 to get there around the time Amalia gets to school so I have enough time to make dad some food.
I go to my closet and put on a pair of light washed jeans, a white shirt, and a black denim jacket on top. I pull my brown hair into a ponytail and use some bobby pins to set it in place. I grab my converse and quickly put them on.
It's around 7 now so I go towards my dad's room to wake him up. I knock on his door three times, "Dad! Wake up it's time to go to work!" I say out loud. I press my ear against the door and hear him moving from his bed and growning something about being too early. Perfect he's awake!
Time to cook up, baby.
I quickly make my way to the kitchen and waste no time. I whip out some eggs, ham, cheese and bread out of the fridge. I turn on the stove and fry the eggs and ham by each other. I toast the bread in the toaster and add it all on the plate. I add some cheese inside to make it have more flavor.
Voila, an egg and ham sandwich with melted cheese.
What can I say? I'm pretty amazing.
I make an extra one for Amalia and pack it in my pastel yellow backpack. I set a cup of orange juice next to the plate on the table and hear my dad come out of the restroom.
He's wearing some black jeans and his "Auto parts" shirt. He works as a mechanic in the shop near our old house. He looks at the table with food and back at me.
He smiles.
I'm grateful I get to make him smile.
After we lost mom our world collapsed. He couldn't smile for months, until I told him I was top of my class junior year. He said he was proud of me and that he wants me to succeed in life and not struggle the way we struggle economically.
It's been 4 years since mom went to heaven.
He takes a seat and starts to eat.
"Gracias por la comida hija. Te quedo bien rico el sándwich," he says in between bites.
"De nada," I reply happily, smiling at him.
"So you're going to the new school today right?" asks my dad as he puts the dishes in the sink.
"Yes I start today... holy shit I gotta go I'm going to be late!" I shout as i look at the time: 7:32 am.
"You be careful, love you mija!" my dad shouts as he goes back to his room.
