The Day Before The First Day of High School

Hi! I’m Sadie. My birthday was yesterday. It was very lame. Mom usually leaves for work really early because she is a hairstylist and she usually gets booked for commercials or film and such and those type of jobs have really weird schedules. So she left pancakes in the fridge because it was a ‘special day’ , she usually leaves us to fend for ourselves, but it did not feel special.

Peter, my asshole of a brother gulped the pancakes in three bites and left hurriedly to the skate park, he didn’t even acknowledge me, much less wish me a happy birthday.

I had a few hours on my lonesome, bored until Tania (13), my next door neighbor and best friend forever came over.

She is a dork, like me, but during the summer her body has developed and now, she doesn’t really look like one.

We were chilling just laying on the living room floor listening to Vivaldi, (yeah, we are hardcore classical music fans. We met four years ago when we both started taking violin lessons.) when Tania had an urgent matter that needed to be addressed

Tania: we need a makeover. fast. Tomorrow is the first day of High School, there is a lot on stake.

Sadie: I could do your hair.

I have learned a few tricks from my mother. I am decent at hair.

We decided to hit the magazine stand and look for inspiration and go shopping. Tania bought a simple Abercrombie top that looked stunning on her because of her boobs, and I- I didn’t find anything so I got a beaded hair clip , just because. and Tania got me the same top as hers, different color and a friendship bracelet.

we got a bunch of masks and treatments and makeup at the pharmacy. so we spend the afternoon at mom’s bathroom and played spa. I thought Tania would look good with a perm, so I used mom’s tools and gave her one. And I was right. Tania is a babe, with voluminous wavy blonde hair, BOOBS, and I, I am a walking stick in a beaded hair clip.

By the evening mother arrived, with supermarket cake. and this diary. She forgot the candles so I blew on candlesticks. Peter sent me all his WhatsApp stickers as if that qualified as a birthday present. Tania stayed for the cake, Peter was all over her, it was disgusting. Mom got pissed at me when she saw Tania and realized I used her hair tools.

We watched a movie and said our farewells. That’s it diary. That was my thirteenth birthday, the day before I start High School.

P.S

at the mall, of course Tania and I browsed the music store, and there I couldn’t help but notice a very strange girl. She was tall and slender and way more curvy than Tania. Her hair was long and beautiful. She dressed weird, like dark colors and baggie. Her midriff exposed. She looked expensive and ridiculous as if she was a pop star on the stage. but she was at a small quaint mall in suburbia. Where nobody looks like that! and the weirdest thing about her was her smile as she played the drums, loudly and horribly even though there was a sign that said ‘DO NOT PLAY THE INSTRUMENTS’ She sounded so bad me and Tania had to leave the store immediately. But I don’t know, something about that smile really stuck in me.

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