When Alice had finished cutting my hair, she held a mirror in front of me, so I could see.
"Oh," I said. "Oh, oh my… oh.." I felt through my hair a little, and it was a lot shorter than it had been the last time I had looked myself in the mirror, it wasn´t short though, it reached just above my shoulders, and for the first time I could remember, I had oblique bangs.
"Oh dear" I said again. "Oh my god."
"Don´t you like it?" Alice asked.
"Oh my god," I said again. "I… I love it… oh my gosh, thank you."
"Are you sure you don´t want milk and cookies, girls?"
"No, mum, we don´t want anything." Alice said. "Could you just go, please?"
"But…"
"NOW."
"Oh, it´s fine." I stood up. "My ehrm… brothers is in town until Monday, so I´d like to spend as much time with them as possible." I pulled the shoulder- strap on my bag over my head. "Thank you Alice, Mrs. Harper. Have a good weekend!" I walked out in the hallway, and Alice followed me, and then followed me outside, and closed the door behind us before she started talking.
"I´m sorry about my mum," she said. "She gets a bit over- exited when I bring someone over!"
"It´s okay," I said. "She was nice."
"Yeah, ehrm, by the way, you said in there that your brothers is in Lima to Monday… I thought your brother…"
"I know," I said. "There´s Kurt, that Burt had with his ex- wife, and then there´s Finn, who Carole had with her ex- husband, and then of course there´s Kurt´s boyfriend Blaine, but I guess he doesn´t really count as my brother. Have you got any siblings?"
"Yes, ehrm, there´s my brother Josh, he´s at kindergarten now." I nodded slightly.
"I probably should go home now," I said. "See you at Monday."
"Bye Lex." I turned around and walked down the stairs, when there suddenly was a strange noise, and I could both hear and feel that all the books and papers in my bag falling to the ground behind me.
"Crap," I said, mostly to myself, and held the bag in front of me, the stitching in the bottom had been ripped apart, and that was what had caused the sound. I bent down to pick up everything on the ground, and then kept on walking towards my street. When I got home, I let go of all the books and stuff I held in my arms on the kitchen table.
"Hi Lex," Kurt and Blaine came walking in from the living room, and I turned around.
"Wow, what a major difference," Blaine said.
"You look… amazing," Kurt said.
"Thanks," I ran one hand through my hair.
"Ehrm, why did you carry all those books and stuff in your arms, instead of putting them in your bag as usual?" Blaine asked. I pulled the shoulder strap over my head, opened it, and looked right through the bag.
"You mean this one? Because I don´t think it would be too smart putting important papers and school- stuff in it now." The boys laughed at my joke.
"Who´s that boy?" Blaine pointed out the window, I turned around, and saw the boy, who had been following me so much, walking up the driveway. I threw my bag on the table and almost ran outside, with the boys right after me.
"What is wrong with you?" I pushed the boy backwards, he stumbled backwards, and sat down on the grass.
"What do you want?" I said. "Why are you following me? Who are you anyways? Why won´t you just leave me alone?"
"I watched you when your bag broke!" The boy said. "You… picked your stuff up, but… you forgot this." He reached me my pencil- case. Then he stood up. "I´m sorry I bothered you." He shrugged and walked down the driveway. I heard a strange, suppressed noise and looked to my side, where Kurt and Blaine stood, biting their lips not to laugh.
"Don´t you dare laugh at this." I said. "That boy… he´s been following me for weeks, he even gave me a present yesterday, and I have no idea how he knew it was my birthday. I have no idea who he is. Or how he found me, I just have some weird feeling I should know who he is. I just… I don´t know." I shrugged and walked into the house again.
"I have heaps of homework this weekend!" I picked up the books and papers from the table one at the time. "There´s history, English, Maths and Spanish….. I hate maths by the way. It´s so boring." I sighed, and hang the broken bag over one shoulder. "But I´m gonna start this weekend…. With… getting a new bag!" I walked up the stairs, pulled out a book from my bookcase, I opened it and found an envelope, that I had used to save money in, when I still lived with my dad, so he wouldn´t find them, and take them for beer, like he had done, before I started hiding the money I saved by skipping lunch a few times a week. I pulled out the money I had, and counted them. It would be enough to pay for a rucksack from some sports- store. I put the money in my jeans- pockets and half ran down the stairs.
Two hours later
"Hi Burt… Carole," I said when Burt and Carole walked through the door with bags from the grocery store in their hands, I rushed to get the bags, and then placed them at the kitchen table, and placed the groceries in the fridge, in the cupboard, or wherever they should be. While I whispered on a song.
Look what I´ve bought," Burt held up a scratch. He placed it on the kitchen table, and started to scrape of the housing, slowly revealing if we would have any luck today. I smiled to myself, and turned around to lay some groceries in the fridge. When I turned back towards the kitchen table, with the scratch in both of his hands, and just stared at the numbers.
"How much did you win?" I asked. But he didn´t answer. Kurt tried.
"How much did you win dad?"
"I just won…" Burt swallowed. "I just won a hundred thousand dollars."
So, well, I know what Burt and the others are going to do with the money… I know more than you do, I know more than you do, I know more than you do! Haha.
