Before It Began
yelled my mother, who just wouldn't leave me in peace for five
Literally, I have been in my room for three and a half minutes, I knew she would call me, so I set my watch.
I groaned as I got up, as my bones were cracking as though they have not been used in years.
Why are my bones cracking? I’m only 17, not 70... I thought to myself as I descended from the stairs. The front door was open, so the house could air out and I felt the bite of the autumn breeze at the stairs. I let out a sigh as I stood by the door, admiring the setting sun in the peaceful sky. I miss the city nights, where you were lucky to see the North Star amidst the polluted skies. I have to admit though, I kind of like the quiet here. The suburbs aren't as bad as thought. But one thing was true, something that was portrayed in everything from books to movies to poems, the groups of girls. Everyone here is in their own tiny world. I see every girl believe that she, and only she, is the center of the universe, how everyone is Regina George. I grunt as I think of Haley, how can someone so prissy even exist? The weird part is that I haven't spoken a word to her since I saw her. I just naturally didn't like her. Has anyone else ever just looked at a person and went, 'I hate you'?
"Madelina!",my mother yelled again. I take a final look at the scenery before me, as I walk towards my mother in the kitchen.
“What?” the frustration clear in my voice.
“I called you down five minutes ago, and don’t you dare give me that attitude. Didn’t I tell you to walk Spencer when you came home? Hmm?”
I look down, shit I forgot.
“Did I?”, I can hear her temper in her voice, “Nevermind, I have other things to deal with. You go outside right now and walk that poor dog.”
Having spent enough time in her presence, I took no time wasting the opportunity to get out of the house. I put my dalmation, Spencer, on his leash and run outside.
I’m greeted by a hug of cool breeze.
“I guess I not a city-person anymore.”
He grunts in response and then walks beside me. It feels so good to be free, away from all the pressures of this world; school, social life, home, my future.Since there are no sidewalks where I live, I walk on the road. I stop in the middle of the road to look up at the sky, a bright star is staring at me . A loud beeping noise takes me out of my trance as Spencer lunges towards the side of the road, dragging me with him.
“What the hell!” I yell.
A big fancy BMW pulls up to my now mud splattered body. Ugh, Haley. She snickers at me and then drives away, a silent way of telling me that I’m too low to even have a conversation with her. I get back up and continue my walk, wanting to finish the reason why I went for a walk in the first place.
The rest of the day flies by, which was quite a surprise, considering the fact that each day feels so slow but moves fast.