Xavier: Where Madness Tastes Honey-Sweet
I woke up to the sound of my mom yelling at me to get up from bed. Ever since we moved to L.A. I've been sleeping in a lot, probably because I didn't want to wake up remembering where I was. Today was going to be my first day of school and I was dreading it. Sure I've been the new girl plenty of times, but something in my gut told me this was going to be a whole other experience entirely. I was going to one of those preppy private schools that you see in movies, where everyone was a Ken or a Barbie. I could already predict their reactions when they saw me. Just peachy.
I let out an exasperated sigh and got out of bed. I looked at the uniform laid out on my chair and I rolled my eyes. Could this get any lamer? I mean I am the last person that would be seen wearing a plaid skirt, or any kind of skirt really. The outfit gave such a cutesy school girl look that I couldn't stand the fact that I had to wear it. Maybe I could improve it a little bit...I gave a little smirk as I gave the outfit another look.
I took my time as I walked down the stairs towards the kitchen. My mom was complaining on the phone about how her bikini from Victoria's Secret hadn't arrived in the mail yet. That was just like her. I grabbed my car keys from the kitchen counter as my mom looked up, finally noticing my presents. She looked me up and down, rolled her eyes, and continued yelling at the woman on the phone. I couldn't help smiling as I walked out the door to my new black Mercedes Dad bought me.
My dad was always trying to make up for the fact that he was never home by buying me flashy gifts I never wanted. He's one of those workaholic Dads that never really wanted to settle down and have a family, but it ended up happening anyway. My mother is a whole other story. She's never worked a day in her life and for some reason she takes pride in that. She's always out shopping or going to some party or traveling the world. So basically I'm home alone most of the time. I don't mind being alone though, I've gotten used to it to the point that I prefer it. When my dad does come home it's not too bad, but we have just the basic how is school convo, nothing beyond that. My mom I can't stand. She's always complaining that I'm not feminine enough and blahblah. And right now I'm especially annoyed with her since she made me move here.
I was finally comfortable somewhere and enjoying school with friends and settling down. But apparent New York life was getting too "boring" for her so here I am. She said I would love her for taking me out of that boring city to somewhere where life was always glamorous. For sure mom...
As I pulled up into the school's driveway I decided to stop thinking of things that got me so pissed off. I don't want to scare off people without intending it I thought to myself. I parked my car and sat there for a minute, looking out at my future classmates. To my right a group of girls were hugging each other and talking cheerfully. I looked over to my left to see a couple pressed against a car, their faces attached to each other with super glue. "Oh God," I whispered to myself. "Well, here goes nothing." I grabbed my keys from the ignition, slung my backpack over my shoulder, and opened the door letting the sun blind my eyes. In my head I gave myself a "Let's just get this over with" speech, and stepped out of the car.
I started walking passed the make out scene and the annoyingly loud group of girls when I noticed that a lot of people in the parking lot were looking at me. I looked at the girls' uniform and compared it to mine. It was the same thing except my skirt wasn't pulled up quite as high as there's was and I didn't add cute accessories the way they did. All I did was add a loud set of bangles, a black studded belt over my white collar, and my black high top converse. Oh and I made my tie into a bow tie, but I thought it might look better that way. I mean it wasn't that weird, was it? OK I was underplaying it, but I have to say I loved their reactions. It's not a very crowded school so I guess new students are a big deal around here. I took out my iPod from my backpack, and blasted up my favorite Linkin Park song while I walked towards the school gates, with everyone's eyes following me.
It took a while for me to find the main office since the school was like a frickin castle. I walked in and noticed a guy sitting down in the waiting room. I didn't feel like waiting for anything so I simply walked up to a woman fiddling behind a computer screen and talked to her.