[A Little Bit Ticked Off]
A Frustrating Life of a Normal S³{Sister, Student, Schoolmate}
I admit. I was totally wrong about me needing a break. Because Stephaine had made a big deal about me abandoning her, I had to coax her with my new hairband to prevent her from telling my deeds to mom. Mom was kind, yes. And dad was kind too. But the real problem is this. They care so much about me that they can be really irritating sometimes. If Stephaine told them everything, my parents would go way too much symphathetic and well, sign me up for a meeting with the counselor!!
Because I had to give this Santa-scared, ill-tempered monster my hairband, I was clearly cranky when my ex-best friend, Olivina Jackson called. She and I had broke-up a few months ago, simply because she had criticized my new shirt.
Therefore, I was waiting for Olivina to call, even though I felt sorry for breaking up with her. I didn't call first mainly because she did criticize my shirt very harshly just because she's from a wealthy family and never wore a not-from-the-mall-shirt. Still, I was ready to forgive her when she did apologize.
However, because this little brat had took away my new hairband, I was quite upset when Olivina called.
"Hi, Aggie," Olivina said uncomfortably. "I was wondering..." she hesitated. "...what were you doing just now."
"You know what I was doing," I said all stony like. "I was recieving your call, yes."
"Er, so I wondered whether you...like sandwiches!" Olivina stammered, clearly wanting to apologize, but not having the courage to do it.
"I don't like sandwiches, and I expect that you already know it, since I told you just a minute there." I said.
"So...well...I wanted to ask you if..." Olivina took a deep breathe and continued. "you would forgive me!" She cried out. "Oh, please Aggie! I'm so sorry about calling your shirt filthy! I never expected that it was your new shirt! But you should admit that it was kind of filthy, don't you? Well, it wasn't from the mall, clearly from those stain marks, which means they were bought in a market of some sort. And it was kind of out of fasion. Also, it had some lint on it. Actually, it was like a lint-covered shirt!
"Therefore, I never expected that it was your new shirt because my shirts are always free from lint, even when it's almost 3-years-old though I usually trash clothes that are older than 1-years-old."
I got a pretty upset when Olivina went on and on about my shirt. Certainly, that girl wasn't feeling a bit sorry for me. I assumed that she's probably pitying her for breaking up with me, not me.
"Well, sorry." I said coldly, cutting into Olivina's words. "I will not accept your apology. Sorry." Then I hung up.
I know, it was a pretty mean thing to do, but at that point, I was so filled with rage and negative thoughts. You can't blame a girl who had a bad day for making other people's day a bad day! Or could you?
Anyway, I assumed that Olivina concluded not to make up with me after all because she stopped calling me after several tries.
I was totally ticked off about this whole sister-friend thing that I didn't notice when somebody knocked on my door. Or I sould say, I ignored the knock because I had this certain idea that I know who was this somebody knocking on the door. And right then, I wasn't in the mood to be that somebody's back-and-call. But the knocking continued and I finally stomped my foot and grumbled under my breath and opened the door. And there was mom.
I panicked at the thought of Stephaine breaking her promise and telling mom everything, and mom marching up the stairs with a complicated ex-pression and knocking on my door to find nobody was inside; or there was somebody, but not willing to open the door.
However, to my deep relief and astonishment, mom was smiling. She said she was very proud of my participation in the school work, and praised my good skills. After she mentioned me, being a good sister, I began to wonder what my mom was up to.
Finally, mom said, "Your father and I have discussed some matters and we finally concluded that you were too much for this small school and town. We wanted you to be a great person, so we decided to move to California."
"What?! We are moving?" I shouted as I stared at mom in horror. Yes, I admit that I've been having some problems at school, most of them relating with Olivina, but I've never thought about leaving New Hampshire!
"But mom!" I cried miserably. "California is across the state from New Hampshire! Will I even be able to see my friends when I move to California?!"
Mom folded her arms as she sighed. "We can't do anything about it. We're leaving tomorrow, so you'd better start packing up. I wanted to tell you a month ago, but your father said you might not have a happy school day and dread the moving day. So... I guess you should start packing up since we only have one day. Journey to California would be very long, even though we're traveling by airplane." Mom looked into my eyes and I found some sadness in her eyes too. Of course, mom didn't want to leave either since all her friends lived here like me.
Well, I should stop writing now. I have a lot to pack about. The only good thing about moving it that I can miss a few days of school! Practically...
2019.06.06.
Today's Key Word: Sister, Ex-Friend, Moving