My alarm clock rang and I rolled out of bed. "Ughhh..." I groaned, basically sleepwalking to the bathroom up the stairs.
As quickly as I could with my eyes half closed, I showered and dressed in the T shirt and skater skirt I had prepared the day before.
The T shirt was black with blue paint splotches and hugged my thin figure. The skirt, puffing out at the hips , was the same shade of blue as the spots.
Awake now, I grinned in the mirror. I tucked in the shirt and nodded.
That was what I liked.
I glanced at my phone and almost jumped at the time. Oh no please.
My makeup.
In about five minutes I had black eyeshadow with blue sparkles underneath winged eyeliner.
"MOM!" I screamed and two women poked their heads out my parent's room. I looked at my phone again.
"I only need one of you- please come on!" I begged.
Sure I had two moms. What are you going to do?
And I wouldn't be so panicked if it wasn't the first day of school.
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