Graceful

                                                                          Alex's P.O.V

 "So.....tired...." I said, slowly walking to my bed, slowly laying in it.

 I had just gotten home from school.... It's the third trimester of the year...  I soo can't wait for summer..

 I was just about to drift off to sleep when I heard my name being called.

 "Alexis!"

 I recognized the voice to be my fathers. I noticed that he had used my real name, Alexis. I liked being called Alex

 "Dad, it's Alex, remember?" I yelled.

 "Whatever, just get down here! I have a surprise for your!"

 Oh, great, a surprise.. I groaned into my pillow and got up. I was just about to open my door when I realised I had forgotten to take off my Converse.. I bent down, untied my shoes, took them off, and sat them next to my door.

 I opened the door and walked out of my door, shutting the door quietly behind me. I started walking down the stairs, when I heard a faint voice say something.

 "What will she think?"

 It was a womans voice, which I recognised as my father's girlfriend, Cindy. I didn't really like Cindy. I didn't like any woman that was intersted into my dad..

 When I got to the bottom steps, dad and Cindy were standing in frront of me in the living room.

 I looked at Cindy. "Hello," I said to her, then I looked at my father, "Well... What's the surprise?"

 He just looked at me, like I would figure out the surprise. I folded my arms and started to think. Cindy was next to my father. I looked at her. She had long, bleach blonde hair, bright green eyes, long legs, big fake breasts, had an obvious fake orange tan, had makeup caked on her face, and waswearing a pink dress that was too tight for her. I like to call Cindy, Barbie. It suits her.

Then I looked back at my dad. He had short, messy black hair that looked like he had just woken up, was about the same height as Cindy, had somewhat muscles, had bright blue eyes, and had a five o' clock shadow going on. I really didn't think of my dad as Cindy's Ken, because Ken doesn't suit him... He was the real deal. I laughed mentally at the thought of dad being Ken.

 I snapped out of my thoughts when something caught my attention. Something shiny.... I looked back at Cindy, who was still smiling at me. My attention went straight to the source of the shiny thing. The source was on Cindy's hand. And on her ring finger, there was a ring. An engagement ring. It had a silver band, and a big princess cut diamon on it, while the diamond was surronded with blue small diamonds. I looked at dad, who was smiling, knowing I knew what the surprise was. Tears started to form in my eyes. But I refused to let them see me cry.

My dads smile started to fade, and before he could say anything, I ran back up the stairs, up to my room. I stopped at my door, hearing what they were saying.

"I told you she wouldn't take it well.." I heard Cindy say.

 "I know... But I had to tell her now.." my father said.

 I shut my eyes for a second, then opened them back up. I opened my door, walked into my room, and shut the door gently.

 I walked over to my closet and grabbed a box that was on the top shelf. I walked over to my bed, sat the box down, and lifted the top off the box. This was the box that I kept all of the momories of my mother. I grabbed a picture out of it. It was my favorite picture of her. It was my first day of school. Me and my mother were outside, and the sun was out and bright. My mother had dressed me in a yellow sun dress with blue strap on shoes. Back then, I looked beautiful. My midnight black hair were in pigtails, which flowed down my shoulders. My purple eyes looked like as if they were glowing. My skin radiated against the sun. My mother was in a purple tank top with a small black jacket over it, with blue skinny jeans. My mom's hair was a sandy blonde hair, moving with the slight breeze. Her skin was pale, but it looked beautiful. Her eyes were mismatched. Her right eye was red, and her left eye was pruple. I had always liked that about my mother. It was unique. And knowing that I had one of the same eye color made me feel still connected with her.. I still remembered the day like it was yesterday..