(Above is what Sarah looks like without her bangs covering her eyes)
Sarah's P.O.V.
I woke up to the sound of my alarm going off. Turning over, I cut it off and let out a tired sigh. 'Thank God it's Saturday' I thought to myself, turning back over. I would've dozed back it wasn't for a loud knock on the front door coming from downstairs. I didn't even make an attempt to get up as I could care less.
I already hate life as it is, so death is kinda inviting at this point. The front door creaked open and I began counting the last minutes I had left to live. I could hear someone...no two people coming up the stairs. The intruder opened my bedroom door and I slowed my breathing just a little. Guess god finally answered my prayer huh?
Or, at least that's what I thought. I felt my bed sink under the weight of someone sitting down on it. I almost jumped when I felt a hand move my bangs from over my eyes. Deciding it wouldn't hurt to at least get a glimpse of my murderer, I opened my eyes. I wasn't expecting to see two of my friends instead.
The person who moved my bangs was my childhood friend, Brittney. My other friend who I'd known since my freshman year, Marcus, was leaning against my windowsill. He seemed like he was thinking about something. But, at the same time, he seemed really upset. Brittney cleared her throat and spoke up.
"Why didn't you open the door?" Brittney asked, giving me a look of concern. I let out a drawn out yawn before responding. "...too tired." I mumbled. Marcus turned around and looked at me for a minute. "I know you don't like talking about your eyes, but me and Britt wanted to ask you something." he said.
I felt my heart sink when he mentioned my eyes. Brittney and Marcus are the only ones in our circle that I actually let look at my eyes. I consider Marty my family as well and even though Emma hangs around my bully, Abigail, I trust her as well. But, they're both too young and have so much ahead of them and I wouldn't want to scar them with my hideous different colored eyes. Besides, Marty is too goofy and Emma is so shy and quiet so I don't know how she would handle it.
I don't know how long I was spaced out but I felt Brittney shaking me to get my attention. "Sarah stop spacing out. At least let us explain." she said in a worried tone. "Look, I love Marty like a little brother and I trust Emma with all my heart, but I'm not showing them my eyes." I protested. Marcus let out an irritated sigh making me jump a little. "I know you've adapted to your bangs hanging over your eyes, but Marty and Emma really want to see them." he said reassuringly.
'They want to see my eyes?' I thought to myself in confusion. There's nothing special about them. One of them is a light brown and the other is a dark blue. A hideous match if you ask me. At least that's what I was told my whole life, and sadly I've began to believe that so much that I hid them.
I must have spaced out again because I felt someone thump my forehead. When I looked up, Brittney and Marcus had switched places. And Marcus looked beyond fed up. I was about to pull my covers over myself, but he grabbed them and pulled me into a hug. I don't know why it, but made me feel like crying.
"Am I gonna have to carry you down there?" he asked. "Do you really think I'm going down there willingly?" I asked sarcastically. Marcus glared a little and let out a frustrated sigh. I guess he figured I was serious because he picked me up. Of course I was gonna try to cover my eyes back up with my bangs.
"Britt get the hair pins." Marcus said. 'How did he know?' I thought to myself, panicking. I felt my chest getting tighter, signalling that I was about to have a panic attack. I guess Marcus took notice of this as he pulled me closer. "Forget the pins." he said, pulling my bangs back over my eyes.
He walked out of the bedroom with Brittney following behind him. As he walked down the stairs, I could see Marty and Emma sitting down. "Took ya long enough! Emma thought you died!" Marty shouted happily. "I did?" Emma asked, making me smile a little. She has always been the shy one of the group.
"Yeah now show us those eyes of yours!" he said, pointing to my bangs. Hearing that made my smile vanish. And to make matters worse, I felt my chest getting tight again. "Marty calm down. You already know how she feels about this." Marcus said in a serious tone. He walked to the center of the room and out me down.
"Close your eyes first." he whispered, making me shut my eyes. I felt my hair being pulled up into a bun. "You can open them now." he said. I prepared for the worse and slowly opened my eyes. The room went completely silent.
Oh god...they probably hate me now. A million thoughts were swarming through my mind and the silence wasn't making it any better. Emma was the first one to finally break the silence. "They're...beautiful." she said, a genuine smile appearing on her face. 'I've never seen her smile until today.' I thought to myself in surprise.
Marty was the second to speak up. "I know damn well you haven't been hiding those diamonds from us!" he shouted in anger, surprising us all. I couldn't help the tears that were forming in my eyes. "Oh no, please don't cry." Emma said, walking towards me and pulling me into a hug. But, I couldn't help but son onto her shoulder.
Marty was the next to join in on the hug. Soon, Brittney and Marcus joined in, pulling me into a group hug. "You guys are lucky we're friends." Brittney said sourly. "Oh shush!" Marty shouted. "I love you all so much." I mumbled happily.
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