"Alya, This is your last warning Missy." Mom said. "If you don't get up from your bed, that phone will no longer be yours!" I groaned as I stepped out of the comfort of my bed, and I proceeded to go to the bathroom to make myself look somewhat presentable. As I looked into the mirror I felt the overwhelming feeling of anxiety rush over me as I got out my face cleanser and tooth brush to get ready for the day. After I finished getting ready I glanced over at the clock to realize I was already late, "Great." Mom and I rushed to the car as we were racing against time, Mom going over the speed limit while my thoughts took over my mind. "We're here." Mom announced as I dreadfully stepped out of the car and made my way to the prison that was forced upon me daily. I ran to my first class as the bell rang and the hallways emptied, I took my seat in class as I felt the stares from everybody upon me. After an hours of mind torture and mindlessly taking notes, My classes were finally finished with for the day.
It was finally time for lunch. I headed over to my table where my so called friends were sitting. I was lost; alone in my mind as they spoke to each other, ignoring my existence. The feeling of knowing that they aren't your friends but secretly ignoring the warning signs from the back of your head, Takes over my mind. The constantly being ignored and the having no one truly gets to me even if I try to convince myself of the ladder. I was about to start eating when I heard the damn bell ring into oblivion. Damn, I thought to myself as I threw away my food into the garbage can and I headed to the front of the school as I waited for my mom to come pick me up. I took out my phone and earbuds and played songs from Conan Gray. After what seemed to be hours my mom finally arrived and I got into the car.
"How was your day sweetheart?" Mom asked me while she focused on the road. "It was fine. Thanks for asking." I answered. "That's good to hear," Mom smiled as she continued to drive.
We finally arrived at La Casa, I walked in through the kitchen door to see our Yorkie and my brother, Daniel. "Hey Daniel, Whats up?" I asked him as I practically shoved a croissant down my throat somehow not choking. "Nothing much." He replied.
I rushed upstairs to my room and I collapsed onto my big bed as I sank into its comfort and felt like I was in heaven. I got my phone and opened Tik Tok and I saw these gorgeous girls doing their little dances with their little perfect bodies and perfect faces which led to me going over to the body mirror and feeling unworthy compared to these girls. "I really should lay back on all of the junk food and Circle K milkshakes that I have been buying constantly." I thought to myself out loud as my mom walked in with my laundry and said " Are you ready to go run some errands with me and your brother?" I groaned as I went into my closet to change into my comfortable clothes as I headed downstairs to get into the car once again. While we were on the drive my mom got a phone call that she was needed at work since she works as a Nurse so she once again returned home and put me in charge of my brother and the dog.
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Miss Misunderstood
Teen FictionMisunderstood, Feeling like you don't belong or fit in anywhere? That's exactly Alia. Whether it's her personal demons or fake friends or feeling like a waste of space. It seems as though the worlds against her. All of her life she's felt like she d...