It was a long day at the shop. I really long day. I put stuff away, I made sure everything was organized, I had to work at the cash register, and so much more arm tiring work. I was exhausted beyond belief! How did grown ups do this? Oh, wait, they have no school to go to, but then again they do work longer to like hours straight. I would hate to have those jobs where one stands all day. That would be the WORST!
I kept on looking at the clock every chance I got. I swear it was moving slower just for me. I glared at it. Yes! I glared at a clock! I mean, come on, don't tell me that you haven't glared at a clock! It wasn't moving. I swear it was broken, but it wasn't. I checked any other watch or clock there was and it was the same time. Maybe it was my imagination.
I tried to twirl a pen with my fingers. That didn't work to well. I thought it could be a cool little habit…if I could do it. I couldn't so I gave up trying. There were no customers and it was getting late. In about thirty minutes the shop will be closed. I decided to start cleaning up. I wiped the counters and the floors one last time. I cleaned up the cash register and then checked up with the owner.
"It always makes me smile to see your hard work, Blix."
"It's nothing." I replied shyly. I wasn't all that great with compliments.
"Here take this bag of fruit. They are juicy and delicious. I am sure your family will love them." She said handing me the bag.
If only she knew about my family.
"Thank you." I said lastly before heading out.
I hid the food in my bag until I got to my room. I walked calmly into the house. My "siblings" were playing the PS2, their eyes glued to the T.V. The parents were in the kitchen drinking coffee. You would think that this is just a normal family, but to me it wasn't. I would just love it if they greeted me, pulled me into a hug, asked about my day, but honestly that would never happen. But if the world ends, you know why.
"Your back earlier than usual." Father said looking up. His eyes glaring at me.
"I cleaned up early." I replied glaring back. "I'll be going to my room."
I walked past the kitchen and started up. I didn't want anymore trouble, not tonight at least.
And I got lucky. There was no more trouble. That is until morning time. I woke up five minutes late so I had to rush to get ready though a bit sore still. I was always told I was a fast healer in spite how many times I got hit. I got dressed in a black dress that went to my knees and a short white sleeve shirt underneath. I had my hair in two pins and I wore about four different bracelets on each arm.
I had to run down quietly and start to make breakfast. I made pancakes. They were the ones I made the best and if I made breakfast good enough, though I can never be perfect, I won't get hit. I started the coffee machine and set the table.
Then I started to clean. The living room was scattered with video games. I packed them away in the box and untangled the controllers which was in a complete knot. By the time the knots were done, it was time to wake everyone up…wish me luck!
It was like walking through hell. Have you ever tried to wake up people who hate you? It's not easy and painful that is if they can hit. Although dodging isn't the best thing to do either. It gets a couple really annoyed. And then they treat you like crap, but it gets them out of bed, while getting hit sometimes gives the feeling of 'I can go back to sleep'.
There was no one to compliment my cooking. No one to say thank you or offer to help clean up. I was an invisible person. It was as if someone just magically made the food and left it on their plates. Too bad the person that made the food had to wake up early and didn't even get a simple "thanks".
I cleared up clearly and left the house without telling anyone of my leaving. Since I walked to school I had to leave 15 minutes earlier. I had gotten used to walking. It isn't that bad anymore. Although winter mornings are extremely cold, I think I've gotten used to it so much that it feels good like a numb feeling. And the sky is always pretty to me no matter how dark and grey it can get.
And not to mention it is also peaceful. It is my little time alone. While other people have their I-pods and all that, I have the whole world as my music player. I bet no one really takes the time to listen to the songs like the wind, the birds, or even the car passing by in a zoom.
It gives me time to think and trust me, when I let my mind wander, sometimes I let it wander so much that before I even know it, I am at school. Like today. As I stepped out of my trance, I saw the school building just looming ahead.
I sighed and walked up the stone steps. I've gotten tired of coming here, but I have no choice. I want to do well in school so I can actually get into a college. That is my goal. Sometimes its hard to believe that I am going to reach for it. Those times I life when I just feel like disappearing or dying. But only the weak kills themselves.
I closed my locker and looked around to see if anyone was here yet. No sign of any of my friends… I'll just look around. It seemed like it was going to rain soon, but I wasn't entirely sure. I like walking in the rain thought, even if I don't have a nice warm bed to get to and the end of my destination.
"Give me my I-pod back!" I heard a familiar voice behind the handball courts.
"No way, I'm listening to my favorite song!"
"Then why isn't it in your I-pod?"
"I don't know, I'm too lazy to put it on…burn me a CD."
"No, just go buy the song, you have the money."
"Nah, I'm low on money, I spent it all buying a video game…it's awesome. I would let you play it, but since you're being selfish with your I-pod I don't think so."
"Would you two stop bickering?" came other voice.
"It's giving me a headache." Another one came.
Bingo! I thought to myself. Those two voices fighting can only mean Demyx and Axel.
"Hey!" I said as I stood before them.
"Blix! What's up! Demyx is being mean to me!" Axel said.
"I heard…"
"Make them be quiet!" Roxas whined.
I shook my head in annoyance. "Both of you better stop fighting or your throats will be slit and your blood will flow down the street!" I said in a menacing voice while glaring.
They immediately quieted down.
"Thank you!" Roxas said relieved. I laughed at him. Was it really that hard to shut them up?
These were my friends. Yes, they are complete idiots, but I love them. But now, we have a new member. Zexion. I don't know much about him and he doesn't seem like the one to open up easily. Just like me…I guess. Demyx was very persistent in becoming my friend. I finally opened up to him since I was annoyed, but that was one of the greatest moments in my life.
The bell rang signaling for us to hurry up and get to class. The clouds seemed darker and heavier. The students piled in like a wave of colors. The five of us stood up and walked towards the building. Another day of school…I do not look forward to.