Everything To Me

Dreams ♥

" Marlene ! " mom yelled , throwing a shoe by my leg.

I'm guessing she grabbed the closest thing being my converse and tryed not to aim for my head. Thank you mom , that really worked , i thought.

" Marlene , WAKE UP ! Or you're going to be late ! " CYRA MARLENE get up and SHOWER NOW !" she huffed and stormed out.

I could hear foot steps going down stairs and knew it was my sister. She didn't have a floor length mirror like i did , not that i needed it , but it was mine and seeing as we don't get along i wouldn't think twice about letting her in my room.

Mom has one like mines but the frame is white , and it was a great price at target.

Ignoring her stomps by my door , i curled back up with snuggly. Yes snuggly , snuggly is my fur soft , black covers , so what ? I was about to doze off with a little drool coming out the side of my mouth when " Bzzz Bzzz Bzzzz ding ding ding ding ding ding " vibrated through my cellphone on my cherry wood night stand. Groaning i grabbed my cellphone and shut off the alarm, turning down my brightness in the process.

I just wanted to sleep in and get back to my dream. Ohh the dreams , dreams . Due to my tardy's i'd had to set an alarm since mother couldn't get me up , no matter how hard that woman tried she just couldn't get me up. And NO water does not work , i'd stay home all day if she ever did that.

I had turned up the brightness last night , because somehow light hurts and wakes my eyes up at the same time. Rubbing my eye boogers i got up and quickly made my bed , grabbed my towel , and took a ten minute shower.

After getting out and smelling like dove bar-soap and conditioner , I brushed my teeth. With my left hand i hurriedly applied coconut oil into my hair. Rinsing my mouth out and my hand of oil , I quickly brushed my curly tangles out and french braided my bleached blond long hair.

My hair stopped at the middle of my back and was bleached at the top halting at the middle , then down to the tips it was painted a blonder color from my previous encounters with bleach.

After applying the coconut oil for the past few months , my hair began to grow out very healthy. My natural black coming out leaving my blond half shiny and split- endless. To be honest i love it , i didn't have to re-dye and kill my hair all over again. Doing the ombre style everyone is doing, mines was just natural .

Slipping my house shoes on , i walked out the bathroom tying my french braided hair at the tip with a red, tiny rubber band. I walked over to my cherry color coated dresser , looking at myself in the matching mirror and opening my drawers. I picked out my underwears and bra first , then my black smiley shirt , along with a light denim pair of jeans. Throwing them on the bed i checked the time and quickly put on my clothes.

" Damn " i muttered. I only had 15 minutes before i was out the door or left behind to a very boring day at home.

Slipping on my black converse i grabbed my fringed overshoulder bag along with my black # 26 printed across hoodie , along with last night's homework and shoved it in my bag. I grabbed an apple and caprisun and walked out into my mother's car . I waited for mom to walk out and unlock her car with a cluck of the button and quickly buckled myself in the front seat. Setting down my apple and juice , i carefully shoved my sweater on , happy that i'm the one getting shot gun this time.

Yes , i know , childish right ?we have a very mutual hate for eachother. I unlike most people or maybe like most people, happen to have an older sister who is very bossy or very unlike our mom and exactly like dads slutty mistress. When it comes to sitting in the front seat of mom's car she always always makes sure she sits in the front seat and shouts " HA You have to call shot gun if you want to sit in the front , tsk tsk sorry sis " meanwhile displaying a front set of white teeth i'd gladly knock out. Emphasis on the ' SiS ' which we never call eachother

Smiling to myself i yelled " shot gun , tsk tsk too slow sorry sis " , i repeated her phrase as mom got in.

Zaihra 3 - Me 1

Rolling her eyes and glaring she quickly got in the backseat of the car. Mom wondering what's gotten into us since we used to be close, ignored us she quickly warmed up the car. With a frustrated sigh from Zaihra , i pulled my earbuds out of my bag. I smiled as i plugged them into my cellphone i almost forgot on my nightstand. Pulling out of the drive way , i see mom changing the stereo. Probably to one of her annoying songs about how love sucks , i thought. I totally understand how she feels but all the time ? It's gettings pretty old.

Popping in my white samsung earbuds , i tapped the screen and opened up my music playist.  Marlene's it read out , i had two playlists , mine being the first and my best friend's being the second. Double tapping kehlani - you should be here i turned the volume full blast and watched the houses as we passed.

Pulling up to my school , i popped my left earbud out hearing mom say a quick " bye baby , love you have a good day at school " and pecked my cheek.

" ok bye mom i love you too be safe " , i said and pecked her cheek.

As i stepped out the car i quietly. Closed the door shut and slinged my bag on my right shoulder , grabbing my phone with my left hand , i proceeded walking towards Monsieur highschool , ignoring my "sister".

" Stay away from my man you loser! " , she whisper-yelled elbowing me.

" Which One ? " i called after her.
With a glare in my direction she stomped off.

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