Chapter 7: 8/26: Last First Day of School - Alixandria Thomas
I wake up to the sound of my alarm clock going off at 6 A.M. After rubbing my eyes & stretching out my body, I hit a button on my clock to turn it off. I turn on the lamp next to it before groggily sitting up on the right side of my bed, already facing my dresser mirror. I look at myself to see my brown-skinned face & how tired I look in the reflection. I also see that my hair is a little frizzy here and there, but that's nothing a hot brush can't fix to make it straight & silky again. The air around me, despite its coldness, doesn't even bother me, however, that I'm wearing just my pink bra & and some knee-length black shorts.
I get up and walk over to my dresser to grab my comb. After I get out all the tangles, I put it all into a high messy bun. I go through the drawers to decide what outfit I would wear for the first day of my senior year. 'Finally, my last year of school. Can't wait 'til it's over with,' I say in my mind. My outfit, as I plan it out in my head, has to meet three requirements:
- Says 12th-grade material
- Says the first day of school material
- Something that makes me a cool person to hang out with (other than Chan & Khalil)
When I find that perfect outfit, I lay it out on the bed & observe it before going off to the bathroom. But before I can even step out of my room, I hear a car outside. The sound of someone closing the door. I go to my window & slightly lift one of the blinds after moving the blackout curtain to the side. It's a black car since it's sitting almost directly under an orange streetlight, parked in front of... Chan-hee's house? "What the hell?" I say softly under my breath as I see the figure of Chan-hee walking towards the front door of her house. Maybe she was with a friend for the night. Probably one of her gossip girls.
But wait. Where's her bag if she stayed the night? I didn't see one slung across her shoulder. But then the thought of her leaving it there comes to mind.
Instead of trying to keep dwelling on it, I walk away from the window, which is when I hear the car leave. I go to the bathroom and turn on the shower after closing the door behind me. I brush my teeth and start replaying the image of me on the ground in front of Khalil's tall figure. Then it flashes forward to when he held me close to him, only because of my clumsy self stumbling when he offered to help me up.
If I love him now, how will I tell him? I don't have to worry about showing it to him physically because I'll stumble on words or start twirling my hair when it's out and hanging on my shoulders. How will I have him for myself? It's not possible now when Ms. Rich Bitch, aka Savanah Crimson, goes out with him. That's only current though because he's a star football player and she's the head cheerleader. Everyone in the school, and when I say everyone, I mean EVERYONE, including the teachers and even the principal herself, severely hates Savanah Crimson. But I'm pretty sure, in my mind, no one hates her more than Chan & I. Every time she sees both of us together in the halls, she just has to say something to us. That's been going on since middle school brung us together. She's never said anything mean to Khalil though, come to think about it. I guessed that was because she liked him. And now she got what she finally wanted.
Someday, I'll tell Chan about it and then we'll devise a plan to break them up. Maybe something that'll ruin her reputation. I finish up brushing my teeth & then take off my clothes to take my shower. The scorching hot water feels good to my body & lets my muscles soften a bit. It makes me think of whether my last year of school will be a good one or a bad one. My best friends would make it a good one, along with finding a good college for me, & acing all my classes. But Savanah, me failing classes, encountering interruptions, over-working my job, & lots of pressure could make it a very bad one. Having that thought makes me shiver in the hot shower.
Afterward, I turn off the shower & step out before wrapping a large blue towel around my body. I walk over back to my room & grab a bottle of scented lotion. I rub some of it on my arms & legs before on putting on my fresh set of clothes. I have on a skin-tight royal blue top, with a tan brown fur jacket. I also had on a pair of denim blue jeans that fit just perfectly on my thighs. I got the hot brush from my dresser & plugged it up into a socket near it. I brushed over my hair many times until I was satisfied with how it looked.
After unplugging it, wrapping the cord around the handle of it, & placing it back on my dresser, I walked over to my full-sized mirror to observe my outfit & hair altogether. Head to toe, all I could think was that I looked beautiful. I go back to my dresser and pull out a makeup box from under a bunch of papers. I open it & look to see different colored lipsticks, blushes, & eyeshadow. I grab a bubblegum pink lipstick & open it to put some of it on my lips. When I finish, I look in the mirror in front of me, & I just know that it goes perfectly with the rest of me. I put its cap back on before placing it back in the box where it rested before.
That was the second time I ever used that. The first time I ever used it was for a middle school dance in my 8th grade year.
I go to where my pairs of lined up shoes are & carefully decide what pair to put on. I end up choosing a black pair of ankle boots. 'Now it's time for a picture to save the moment,' I say in my mind. I fix up my bed first before grabbing my phone. Walking slowly over back to my full-sized I start checking my phone for any notifications after seeing that the time is now 6:43 A.M. I swipe to the left for my camera. I pose in the mirror with my right hand on the side of my wait, & stand a little harder on my right leg as my left knee pokes out a bit. I snap the picture & examine afterward.
I decide it's good to post on my Instagram feed, but instead, send it to Chan-hee first before anything else. Then I go to the app & post it on my story just as I get something from Chan.
Chan-hee: U look gorgeous gurl. I'll do the same in a bit. R we goin out for breakfast tho? I'm hungryyyyyyy
I chuckle at the last part of the message before texting back.
Me: Lol we'll go get somethin to eat Chan. Bring Khalil along too?
I go to my window and look outside to see that the sun is almost in the sky, about to be shining on all the houses, buildings, and restaurants in the town of Blue Winter. A slight smile lands on my face as I open the blinds at a little so that sunlight spills onto the carpet floor near it. I open the curtains to both windows before checking my phone for another message from Chan.
Chan-hee: Actually no. Told me to just bring his food to him at school.
That's not normal for him to do that. Of all the times we've gotten breakfast together, he's never once suggested to bring his food to him. He would just come along with us. But, since I wanted to have a good day, I decided to let it slide.
I snap back into reality when my phone vibrates in my hand. I see that it's a picture of what Chan is wearing for today. She has on a tight-fitting hot pink dress top, which starts to flow from under her bosom to a little ways past her waist, along with a jean jacket. She also had on a black pair of jeans that complimented her curves. She wore flat-heeled black boots that came up to her knees. Just the outfit that she would call 'perfect'.
I text her back that she looks amazing and I love it. I grab my purse & put my phone inside it. I sling it over my shoulder and then turn off my lamp. Before I go out of my room, I unplug my phone charger from the outlet & place it along with my phone in my purse. I then grab my prepared bookbag, slinging it over the same shoulder my purse is on.
I quickly walk out of my room, closing the door behind me. I go down the stairs as quickly as I can, passing all the framed pictures hung up, each one reminding me of a memory of my childhood. When I get to the kitchen, I look around to see where my mother is. To my surprise, I don't find her anywhere. What I do find, however, is a note on the bar dividing the kitchen & dining room apart. I walk over to it and read what it says.
'Morning sweetheart. Had to go out to work early today. Don't worry, I took the other car for today. Have fun at school hun!
- Love, Mom'
I put a little smile on my face & then rumble through my purse for a pen. I turn the note over on its backside and begin writing.
'Thx Mom. You're the best a daughter could ever ask for. Have a great day, too!
P.S. Might be home late if there are any track tryouts.
- Love, Ali'
I place the note back where it was, now with on the side where mines was written, place my pen back in my purse, & head straight for the door. I grab the car keys on the key holder beside the door before going out.
I make sure to lock it before going to my car. I turn around and stand there for a second, admiring the beautiful scene that lays out in front of my eyes. Even though houses cover nearly the whole road, there are mini trees that split between each one. I feel the cool breeze blowing around me & see the morning colors in the sky. I can still feel some of the sun's heat escaping from behind the houses on the opposite side of mines, but I know that soon it will be ready to rule the sky for about 10 hours or 11.
I head over to my car when I hear a loud shout from across the street. I turn my head to see that it's just Chan-hee, hearing her call out my name again before getting to me. Just at that moment when she's right in front of me, her BTS themed backpack is in the front of her, the straps on the opposite side of her shoulders than a normal teenage person would put one on.
"Ready to go?" I ask her.
"Whenever you are, dude."
I chuckle as I unlock the car doors to let both of us in. As soon as the car engine starts, she races to put on her favorite BTS song from her phone using the audio jack. I turn the volume up to 30 to let 'Dope' play from the radio as we now go down the road to get breakfast after 7 A.M.
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