I Hate The Homecoming Queen

It’s been exactly one week since my very first day at Dawson Prep. My dad picks me up from school and we begin the fifteen minute drive from the golden gates of hell back to our house that’s so big, it deserves it’s own zip code. He continues to ask me about my day, the same way every day- how was your day, did you have a good day, do you want to go back tomorrow, what happened during your day; all I know is that I’m ready for the damn day to be over. I just give him a smile, reassuring him that I’ve had an “alright” day and that I really just don’t want to talk about it since I’m tired. Still readjusting to the time zone switch and all.

Truth be told, the time zone switcheroo hasn’t really affected me much at all. But what’s really getting at me is the fact that I already had the misfortune to get on the wrong side of the stupid homecoming queen, Corey Daniels, and it’s only been a week. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t want to be on her good side at all. I’d rather hate her with a strong and burning passion and she feel the same way towards me than the both of us get along. The thought of being Corey’s friend sends chills down my spine. I don’t know how Carlie can handle being friends with her. Corey’s a downright bitch towards her and yet Carlie shrugs it right off and acts as though it never happened. 

I still need for someone to explain to me how Carlie’s an evil genius by the way; she couldn’t even be classified as a genius in her own way. And that’s putting it gently.

Dad pulls in the driveway long enough for me to hop out and then he puts the car in reverse. I frown, shielding my eyes from the blazing sun. “Where are you going?” I call. He just pushes his sunglasses down onto his nose, smiling at me.

“Going for a ride. I didn’t think you wanted to go, unless you do.” I shake my head and wave it off. “Alright kiddo, I’ll see you for dinner. Unless your mom is making something vegan. Then maybe I’ll see you after dinner,” he laughs, backing down the driveway. I just turn around, walking up towards the front door. Maybe it’s the front door, I don’t even know. All I know is that it’s a door.

My mother’s a vegan. Hardcore vegan that is. Dad and I were shocked when we got home one day and there was pretty much no food in the house. We’ve been nudged (more like demanded) to participate in the whole vegan act. I’m not a vegan, but most of the vegan food my mother makes is pretty good. Dad, on the other hand, can’t stand it. Usually, he’ll eat it then sneak off to a McDonald’s and pig out. Sometimes, he’ll take me with him. He doesn’t seem to understand the concept that Mom lets me have nonvegan food, but she gets a kick out of seeing him freak out over the fact that he’s seeming to slowly lose his mind.

Walking into what actually happens to be the front door, I hear a rather faint, “Hey Soph!” from some god forsaken room in this labyrinth. What possessed my parents when they bought a place that could house the entire city of Heartsville, Georgia when only three people plus a cute little dog named Lily would inhabit it, I don’t know. It takes a map to find my room. A wet little nose begins nudging my leg and I bend down to see Lily..

“Hi baby,” I say, picking her up. “Come on, let’s go try and find my room.” Tucking her under my arm, I begin to take the stairs up to where I think my room might be two at a time. Lily begins to to squirm in my arms, so I just set him down. He then scampers off down the hall, disappearing into a door.

“Yes, thank you for sticking with me the whole time!” I call down the hall. Sighing, I just follow him into the door that he’s disappeared into, when I realize that he’d gone directly into my room. My face falls as I see him lounging on my bed like a king. “Okay, no need to brag. And who said you could sit on my bed?” Taking my laptop out and throwing my bag on the floor, I hop onto my bed beside Lily..

She crawls into my lap as I begin to check through all my emails and whatnot. There’s a ding as I open an email from my best friend back in Georgia, Lauren, and I  frown in confusion. My computer has never dinged before. It doesn’t ding. I didn’t even know my computer could ding. lily’s ears perk up as he stares at the computer. I roll the mouse over a little pop-up and read what it says. ‘Tina_matthews has requested to video chat with you.‘ So that’s why my computer dinged. Normally, if I ever get a video chat request, it’s just quiet. Shrugging, I click on the accept button, and tina’s face then fills my screen.