FF to February 25
"Shea?" Theresa asked at around eleven thirty on Sunday morning as she lightly knocked on the door of my bedroom and slightly opened the door to see me asleep.
"Yeah?" I asked groggily as I didn't leave my bed.
"Pack up, I'm dropping you off at Rockingham," Theresa said.
"You're letting me go see another race?" I asked as I actually sat up in my bed this time and faced my mother.
"Yeah—but remember I'm letting you go spend time with Jr.," Theresa said before walking away. I sighed and rolled out of my bed and walked to my bathroom where I saw my brown hair was a huge ball of frizz and my eyes were bright red from all of the crying. I touched the area around my eye and it was sensitive to the touch. "This is somewhat bad," I commented as I went searching for cover-up and put that around the eye. When that was done, I proceeded to do my makeup which was dark black mascara, Black and Silver Bi-Color Eyeliner, Purple Ecstasy Baked Eye Shadow and Pink Lip Stain.
When I finished that, I went and brushed my hair which took a freaking while because it was just a huge fall of frizz. "Hate my hair in the morning," I commented while brushing it. When I was done that, I walked back out to my bedroom to my closet and got out a Garfield Attack Hug Girls T-Shirt, Tripp Black Red Plaid Chain Pants and white flats. I walked downstairs to the kitchen where Theresa placed a bowl of Frosted Flakes on the table. I sat down in front of it and started to eat.
"So after breakfast you're going to pack, right?" Theresa asked.
"Yeah Mom," I said with a slight roll of my eyes, but luckily she didn't catch that because she would really bitch at me if I did stuff like that, she says that I'm being 'rude' and 'inconsiderate' for what people have to say, which I find to be complete bull.
When I was done my breakfast, I put the dirty dish in the sink and walked back to my room and packed some clothes and any important necessities into my Yak Pak White Multi Star Print Backpack.
As soon as I was done that, I walked back downstairs instantly hearing Theresa asking, "You ready?"
"Yeah," I said as I walked out of the door and straight to my mom's car. When Theresa entered it, she started the engine, pulled out of the parking lot and was well onto her destination, and by then I instantly started listening to my iPod or more specifically to the song Every Lie by My Darkest Days.
So where did you sleep the night before?
I doubt that your phone was dyin'
I'm supposed to believe that was what you wore
Said you were alone I don't buy it
Now I can't stay
Surrounded by every lie that won't come true
Now you wanna take this time, well why would you?
think you're gonna make it right, but how could you?
So I can't stay, surrounded by (surrounded by) every lie
You might as well just stop crying
it doesn't mean much to me anymore
a little too late to start trying
I'm taking this love off of life support
now I can't stay
Surrounded by every lie that won't come true
Now you wanna take the time, well why would you?
Think you're gonna make it right, but how could you?
So I can't stay, surrounded by (surrounded by) every lie
Surrounded by every lie that won't come true
Now you wanna take the time, well why would you?
Think you're gonna make it right, but how could you?
So I can't stay, surrounded by (surrounded by) every lie
Trying to un-do the love that I'm tied too
who haven't you lied to?
With every lie that won't come true
now you wanna take the time, well why would you?
Think you,re gonna make it right, but how could you?
so I can't stay surrounded by no I can't stay, surrounded by (surrounded by) every lie
FF 1 hour and 40 minutes later
"Shea, wake up sweetie," Theresa said calmly as she was gently shaking me awake. I woke up to the song Get This Party Started by Pink playing on my iPod as I shut off my iPod. "We're here?" I asked.
"Yeah, I'll see you at the next off weekend," Theresa said in a sincere sad voice as she hugged me almost squishing me to death.
"Mom," I started. "Can you not like try to murder your child here," I finished.
"Oh," Theresa said at the thought then let go of me. "Sorry sweetie. Have fun, and don't annoy Dale too much," She said.
"He's the one that annoys me, not the other way around," I said with a smile on my face as I got out of the car.
"Hey sis," Dale said as he instantly met up with me.
"Hey bro," I said, but wasn't expecting Dale to pick me up and give me a piggy back ride. "You seriously giving me a piggy back ride?" I asked.
"Yeah—last time I gave you one was like when you were six, bout time to give you one again seven years later," Dale said.
"But don't forget that when I was six, I ended up giving you a bunch of bruises on your back and nail marks," I pointed out.
"That hurted by the way," Dale said as he was taking me to his coach.
"Hurted?" I asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Whatever, you know what I mean," Dale said and I just only laughed. Just by those few moments with Dale actually made me like a normal girl again. Should I thank Dale though three years later for me meeting my soon-to-be boyfriend though?