Monday, February 14, 2011

The Hunt

Today was an typical day in what I see as my typical life. I woke up, started the coffee and began to get ready for my day. In my little 90's dream bathroom its peach glow tints my body with golden hues as I dress my face in layers of cover up, foundation, and powders: realizing where the phrase "powdering my nose" comes from. I stand looking into the mirror at the markings on my face that wont hide, called beauty marks; speckles; sun kisses; freckles. I apply my eyeliner and mascara and lipstick and realize by painting over what my parents have given me gives them more reason to hate me. As I sat on the counter coffee in hand leaning my head against the screen of the window as the breeze ventured in I thought: "Why does something feel so strange?" Unable to answer this feeling I sat waiting for my friends to arrive and carpool with me to school. As their mothers car screeched into my laneway I saw the familiar faces that made me feel the day had begun. I grabbed my bag and headed for the door pushing open the screen door and shaking my hair out of my face I began towards the car door. After throwing my bag in and climbing over Brinley, Maitland our chauffeur turned to me and stuck out his hand and said "Oh deer gypsy tell me what you see." They're always teasing me about this, but in honesty they've all asked me to tell them their fortune. I leaned my head onto Brinley's shoulder and smiled as Paisley, Maitland, and Brinley conversed in their typical ways. As I felt at ease in the backseat I remembered that I can drive, maybe not entirely legally. But I can drive. Everything about today was just another day. After getting to our dimly lit school the four of us walked to our enclosed hallway where our friends lockers all happened to be located. This wasn't by chance, Maitland has his connections with the custodians at our school. Maitland has connections to everyone and everything. Eventually hearing "Clare" called I realized that I had been in a daze and walked past my beloved Avery. Turning and seeing Ashley and Ruby standing behind Avery our circle had been completed. Before I continue I may need to introduce them all, this circle is important to my story....

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