When I woke up I was in my room. Dad must have come home early and found me on the floor. Groaning while refusing to move from the vanity, I really didn’t want to face him. He’d probably have a lot of questions that were just best left unanswered for now to save myself any more embarrassment. I couldn’t hide for much longer before I heard him calling for me to come out. I called back to him trying to brush my now longer hair from my face. “Need another haircut”, I grumbled stepping out.
Dragging myself out I gave a small “morning” to him. He didn’t bother to turn around to face me or ask why I was on the floor. “I’m sorry things didn’t turn out as you wanted”, He said as he continued working on the morning’s waffles. I groaned plopping myself on the couch and asked how he knew. “Easy, your face was still red and streaked when I came in”, now finally looking back at me. He really did look sorry for it as he added in “If you need to talk….”. I sighed waving it off before he could go on. From how he’s acting I guess I won’t get into trouble. Then again it’s hard to do so when the so called party was a huge failure. With breakfast done we both sat to eat at the table. The entire time dad kept trying to continue a conversation with me, but I just remained quiet.
Dad offered for me to stay home but I opted against it. Just because my party failed didn’t mean I would become an outcast. Tugging my hair back into a short pony tail I sighed dreading the day for once. I know there weren’t that many other people my age in the area but there hadn’t been enough homework to keep anyone out from it. Making sure breakfast hadn’t gotten stuck in any teeth one last time before looking around the room for my school books. Then I noticed a bag by my bed, with a generic business logo on it. Ah, dad’s “vacation” was a business trip. “Least he brought me something that wasn’t a t-shirt”, I giggled to myself.
At school everyone noticed Roland was staying human for the second day in a row. He also seemed to be avoiding me most of the day too then I saw why. Wendy was nearly stuck to his hip and had him on a metaphorical leash. While Ms. Pumpernickel was busy prepping the next assignment I pestered Ivan about what was going on. After an apology for skimping on the party he explained that their parents had set up a match. He joked on and on about parents meddling in their teens love lives but my ears were deaf to him. It certainly explained why he was stuck to her but not why he was avoiding me.
Once school was over Ivan was kind enough to drag Wendy away for me to finally have a chat with Roland. First I tried to stay calm but the more I tried to talk about the party and why he was dating Wendy the angrier I got. I wanted to know why he hadn’t come last night when the party had been his idea. Why he was sticking to glue like Wendy even though she was such a harpy. He stood there staring at me without an answer then reached out to hug me. There I started to break down and cry. I was starting to hate having a normal life if it felt this painful. Roland pulled away when I finally calmed down. He apologized about the party but there wasn’t anything he could do about it. To make up for it he asked to come over to hang out.
Roland stopped by his house first to get his work clothes. “I’ll have to go to work soon anyway better be ready while I’m at it”, he laughed but it was empty sounding. That made me worry about him as we sat on the floor to do our homework. Mine didn’t take long to finish since I finally had the subjects down pat. Roland gawked at me for it and gave a light playful shove. “Yeeshm Tanisha I thought we were doing homework together”, again he laughed but it was genuine this time making it contagious. Helping him with the last of his homework we giggled and laughed over small things. The kind of things that are insignificant but still make you laugh with certain people.
Dad came into the living area to offer Roland to stay for dinner but he turned the offer down. He tapped on his watch saying he had to get to work before he was late again. At that I groaned asking if he had been really late yesterday too, to which he nodded and had to work over time for it. Seeing my expression of realization he laughed and gave me a hug. “I’ll make it for the next one Tanisha, promise”, he said and waved making his way out. Waving back giggling then sighed once the door shut behind him. Turning to get some leftovers I saw dad was still there. Then I realized he had the doting “my daughter’s in love face” making me groan. “What ever you’re thinking dad it’s not like that at all”, I grumbled burying my head into the fridge trying to ignore him. He chuckled leaving the room with a response of “I didn’t say anything”.
Going to bed that night I decided that if I was going to be a normal teen I’d need to make some changes to myself. I hadn’t thought to before since when we came I had been the only one. Tomorrow I would ask dad if I could go to the a salon, if they had one here, and get my wardrobe adjusted. With fall coming my other clothes wouldn’t be able to handle it anyway. Yawning as I curled up, sleep thankfully didn’t take long to join me in bed.
Night all see you later
( Bah I need to get back to work on this. I went on a CC binge and a minecraft binge too. I’ve got the images set up for the next chapter. In reference to my first piece of cc I still need to work out a small bug. The presets in the outfit selection box appear blank for it *grumble grumble* I’ll get it fixed eventually…maybe…)