JADE

Chapter 1

JADE - CHAPTER 1

Rubbing my mirror from the fog from my hot shower that I just took and staring at myself, I didn't like the reflection staring back at me. I had bags under my eyes, I looked tired as I should since I spent all night worrying about the first day of school that's creeping up.

I was a straight A student, it was all worth it if I wanted to get into my college of my dreams. My mom always cared about my education and expects me to make something out of my name. I know she does it out of love but I'm not perfect, in fact, I'm far from it.

Shaking my head from thoughts, I put on my everyday go-to shirt and jeans and putting on my glasses. I hated them, they're big for absolutely no reason.

I went downstairs to meet the smell of my moms breakfast she's cooking, she knows how to make me happy in the mornings. My mom heard me running down the steps and greeted me by saying, "Good morning sweetie." as she was cooking bacon.

"Morning mom," I said giving her a kiss on the cheek and stealing a bacon on a plate. I instantly regretted stealing the bacon as it was still hot and I dropped it onto the ground.

I gave my mom a innocent smile, tossed it in the trash and stole a new one. I sat down at the table taking a sip of my coffee that my mom already had put out for me like our usual routine.

I loved my moms cooking, she was a chef before becoming a elementary school teacher but she's able to cook anything you can possibly think of. She loved showing off her cooking skills to me as if I don't know already she's great at what she does.

Someone knocked on my front door and I turned my mom and she just shrugged saying she wasn't expecting anyone. I got up from my seat and peeked through the window and seen it was my best friend waiting for someone to open the door.

As soon as I immediately opened the door, Melissa got hit with the smell of my moms cooking and ran past me to my mom. One thing my best friend loves is my moms cooking in the mornings.

"Oh, Melissa! Good morning." my mom laughed as my best friend was getting a plate for herself already.

Melissa was a blonde haired, short, petit and fashionable girl. Complete opposite of me but we clicked when we ran into each other grade nine year. To us it was hilarious during that time and ever since then she's been around in my life.

"Hi Julie," Melissa said giving my mom a quick hug before getting more food and stuffing her face in the delicious food and drinking my coffee.

"This is really good," she said with a mouthful, "have you eaten yet?" she asked.

"No, not yet." I said sitting next to her and grabbing my coffee cup back from her.

"Serve yourself a cup," I smiled at her, my mom slapped me lightly on my arm for being rude, "Mom, it was a joke..."

"Say sorry," she said giving me a glare, she hated rude people and knew she didn't raise a child that grew up to be that way.

"Sorry Mel..." I mumbled.

"No worries," she laughed, "Hurry up and eat! We're going shopping today." she said basically not giving me an answer for myself.

"No, you are, I'm not." I sighed thinking of people at the mall on a Sunday getting ready for this school year. I didn't want to see the faces of the people who mostly bullied me my whole life.

"Jade, you need new clothes." she said eyeing me up and down. Melissa didn't like that my style was boring and wanted to change it up for me. I was obviously fine with how I dressed, I don't need to impress people at school.

"That's okay, I'll drag you there." she said before pulling me out of my chair and shoving me into her car. I can't say no to my best friend, always remember that.

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Melissa was holding clothes in front of my body trying to see what matches my style, we've been at the mall for almost the whole day and she said she hasn't found 'the one' yet. I gave up trying to find things for myself as she just said no to everything I suggested.

She shoved clothes into my arms and pushed me into to a dressing room. I looked at the clothes and seen it was nothing of my style, tight short skirts and tight dresses. I looked underneath the pile and seen black ripped jeans and grey v-neck. I put it on and didn't like what I seen in the mirror.

I felt as if I wasn't good enough for this type of clothing. I was a girl with big glasses, messy hair and dressed like a 'nun' as most people would say at my school. I was boring. I was the schools prude and nerd.

I walked out the dressing room to meet my best friend sitting there tapping her feet, being impatient. As soon as she seen me she squealed, that's a good thing right?

"I don't like it," I said turning to face another mirror. I kept tugging the shirt, it didn't feel right and the ripped jeans looked nice but they looked odd on a girl like me. What was I thinking?

"You look good though, I'm buying you it." she said while fixing my hair to get a style out of it. I knew I couldn't say no.

What would people think of me? I look like as if i'm trying too hard. I don't need anymore attention to me.

"Oh..." she trailed off. She did something I wasn't going to like.

"Oh what?"

"I asked your mom to get you contacts for tomorrow, I know you hate your glasses so I thought why not."

"Melissa..." I whined. This is what she was planning possibly the whole summer. Get me out the house and into the mall and cornering me.

Maybe I'm being a bit too dramatic?

Whatever, I wasn't happy about this and she knew it. She didn't dare to make eye contact with me for the rest of the trip at the mall. I knew she was doing this so I can feel better about myself and I don't need it.

Melissa ended up buying me a few clothes of the same style as the outfit I tried on and even bought me a leather jacket. No way in hell am I wearing that.

I sat at the dinner table with my mom as she was serving my plate neatly and placing it in front of me. It looked delicious and I couldn't wait to eat as I realized I skipped breakfast and lunch for the mall.

"Are you excited for tomorrow?" my mom asked pouring me a cup of water. To be honest, who's ever excited for the first day of school?

"I guess so... yeah," I said not waiting to talk about it.

"I'm sure you'll be fine, you always do great in school." she gave me a warm smile. Yeah, always great in school...

What my mom doesn't know won't hurt her right? She had no idea how school is a living hell for me and how much even being in this house is a living hell. Don't get me wrong, I love my mom but it's the memories that are with it.

After I finished my dinner with my mom and chatting, I neatly put the clothes into my closet setting up an outfit for tomorrow and a backup outfit just in case I back out of the first one. The first outfit was ripped black jeans with a white t-shirt along with white converse. My second outfit was my basic, 'I'm a nerd' outfit screaming out my natural nature.

I sat at the edge of my bed telling myself not to doubt myself in who I am. So what if I'm smart? So what if I wear glasses?

I laid in bed falling in a deep sleep, content with my mind at the moment and hoping tomorrow I'd still be that same way. This is a new year for me, just same school and same people. Why not a new year and a new me?

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