“You know, you're still the most ugliest piece of thing I've seen in my life.”
It's okay. It shouldn't have hurt so much but why did it? Countless mornings since the third grade and she still wasn't used to the comments, the jabs, the insults. Why couldn't they just have accepted her?
Pidgeon gray lockers staked closely beside each other with various students all dressed in casuals, leaned over lockers observing the pair intently.
Typical of them not to help her. All they did was watch from the sidelines cheering him on. Him. The golden-haired male who had only added to her nightmares every single night. His creaky voice which cracked ever so slightly in the brink if teenagehood.
A smile which entranced half the female population of the school stretched over his soft features when she didn't give him a reply.
“All that fat better come off with junior year. I can't go through any additional years with a monstrosity like you.”
Her light maroon eyes filled up slowly at his remark and her bottom lip trembled. She wrung the corner of the extra large shirt which clung tightly to her frame.
Maybe he was right. Maybe she really was an ugly piece of thing not worthy of his sight. Maybe she didn't have a purpose on earth but she refused to give him the satisfaction of her precious tears so she did the only thing she knew how to.
She ran as a bolterous laugh exploded from the mouth of her perpetrator. Laugh all you want Sean, I'll be back for you. Were her thoughts with the slight squeaking of her scuffed, dirty sneakers against the floor with her heavy steps filling her ears.
She had never imagined the last day of junior high would go so well. Excluding the normal Sean attitude, she had succeeded in securing a safe seat on the burnt orange coloured rectangular bus with two huge stripes by each side and by the window at that! No matter how much her knees throbbed from her earlier stunt, it was all worth it.
Her maroon eyes which complimented her dark mocha skin glowed with her little happiness. Finally, the holidays were here and she couldn't contain the pure glee that overcame her young mind but that joy, along with many other things in her life, didn't last for long.
After barely managing to hop off the bus, she tip toed her ways up the stairs of her front porch. The faded evening glow did nothing but made her conscious of the shadows that played along with her movements.
She wondered why she even bothered trying when one of the stairs let out a deep loud creek beneath her weight. She couldn't blame the poor thing because countless feet had also stomped down these same set of stairs and into the night.
She wiped away the moisture which had gathered at her palms on the large pair of denim jeans on her lower half.
She let out a breath of relief when she found the woman who had supposedly gave her the breath of life passed out in the dainty couch which was the only other furniture apart from the center stool and boxed television which decorated the living room.
Quickly before she awaked and started demanding dinner, Adana's barely rounded form scurried into the kitchen to prepare dinner. Making sure she didn't leave anything out, she made her way upstairs and into her room.All that fat better come off with junior year.
She wasn't certain on how she would accomplish that task but she knew she had had just enough of Sean and his crone's remarks and comments concerning her size. What best way to give them the shock of their lives than to get the revenge body?
The corners of her slightly peachy lips curled into a small smile, the first time in months she had managed the gesture, as her heavy lids shut over her eyes.
Yes, this wasn't going to be an easy task for her…
Two pairs of Jade eyes under overly long chestnut hair, Lake and Storm observed their mother who hadn't stopped pacing and making hand gestures while murmuring to herself. Her hair, same shade with her sons, bristled against her shoulders and the folds of her full A line dress danced about her ankles.A small explosion had occured but luckily, everyone wasn't at home. Why would anybody want to attack the Richards? They were sure it was a threat because of the little note found atop the ashes of their house and that was what really scared Mrs. Richards.She had specifically stayed under the radar and away from the spotlight when her husband had passed away leaving her with two sons and a daughter but now it seemed she was being pulled back into that same spotlight she was trying to escape."Mom, please calm down." Strom's rush baritone voice rang out in an effort to calm his mother but he knew it was usele
“Come on Spindly, you got this." Leilani's scarlet curls bounced with her movements where she stood, crouched over the sweaty and panting mess which was her new friend. "Just two more.""You make it sound like it's such a small thing," Adana grunted straining her arms to carry her weight once again.She succeeded this time and finally completed the twenty pushups assigned to her by Leilani. Making sure to lay on the floor for as long as she wanted, Leilani exited the room and came back with a bottle of water which Adana accepted and gulped down most if not all the contents greedily while eyeing Leilani's rounded frame sway with the tune in her head."I need a long, hot shower. I feel like dirt," Adana said and hauled herse
They winced along with each stroke of the brushes that ran through their tangled mane as Sara Richards and Celia combed as gently as they could."Oh, it isn't that bad," Sara persuaded trying to reach for Lake's darker shade of chestnut hair when he swatted her hand away. "Just a few more strokes and you're all good to go.""I think that's enough or we'll be late," Storm reminded before hauling himself into a standing position and checked the screen of his phone.Celia hands reached upwards, standing on the tip of her toes to run the tip of her fingers through the thick strands, "oh, I'm so proud of you two. Looking so gorgeous on your first day."Lake eyed his sister's reflection before rising to his feet and stretching his arms out, "who
Dread filled Adana when a familiar building loomed over the school bus. She wasn't ready to experience the shocked expressions of all her grade mates.She straightened her back and smoothed the thick material of her cobalt blue denim pants in an attempt at distracting herself from her nerves.Leilani's usually dark eyes lightened with curiosity which Adana couldn't help but admire. She wished she was also curious but nothing about those pigeon gray lockers and their owners stirred her curiosity."Omg, omg, omgeee," Leilani's fiery curls which she had decided to leave loose, bounced while she hopped in her seat beside Adana. "We're finally here Ada, can you believe it?""Yeah I can't believe it either," Adana's voice laced with sarcasm at h
She shifted in her seat when those jade orbs continued to bore a hole into the side of her head."What do you want?"He didn't respond but only scooted closer then placed his hands under his chin.
After dragging her friend off another new student, they hopped into the school bus."Oh, great," Leilani muttered after motioning to the occupied seats. "Where do we sit now?"Adana scanned the seats before her eyes brushed over two empty seats at the extreme back row of the bus. "Hey, those look empty to me. Let's go.""But—" Leilani wasn't given time to object before Adana started to pull her.She later realized there was another occupant of the row of the seats. A boy who was taking more than his fair share of space occupied a seat with head angled downwards at the mobile in his hands.Why did he seem so familiar? Adana shook her head to get rid of the thoughts. "Did you get the last part of the assignment?"Arctic rims darkened when Leilani broke from her trance to give her a blank stare, "you didn't get the assignment?"She didn't
Lake didn't expect to win but yes, he won this bet and he would rub it in Storm's face till he got agitated."It's fine okay," Storm blurted and waved his hands over his head. "You won. Happy?"Lake rose and did their infamous chicken dance. "Nah, I'm not happy. I'm freaking proud of myself."Storm lowered his head and muttered, "yeah, don't get too comfortable."They had placed a bet on which house their mother would pick for them to live in. Storm had gone for a beach house while Lake had gone for a house not too big and not too small but comfortable and right in the middle of town.Storm, being overconfident of the two, had been convinced his choice was the best but alas Sara Richards went for Lake's pick."Okay my beauties," Celia clapped twice and ambled into the room clad in her usual morning attire; an oversized cotton tee and short shorts.&nbs
Seconds turned into minutes and minutes into hours. Two periods must've passed because the loud chime of the bell penetrated the door twice.Fiddling with her fingers, the thoughts of what her mother would do to her if word got out that she skipped classes and with a boy at that, made Adana's insides shudder."The window." Storm half exclaimed and heaved his weight off the floor and took hurried steps to the window.His long fingers played over the windowsill. How had he missed it earlier?With all his upper body strength, he managed to push it open causing the humid air to fill the small room. A stream of relief washed through him. He wouldn't have any problems with squeezing his way out. How Adana was going to squeeze through was his concern.The window level reached his chest region. He could just hop unto the sill, sit and balance, then fold up his legs to turn