"I looked like I was twelve. Not even like jailbait young, just extremely underage. I tugged and pulled at my school uniform but there was nothing I could do. Regrettably, I just had a baby face. One exasperated sigh later I had move away from the mirror- my self confidence can only take so much- grabbed my backpack and slammed my bedroom door shut.
I took the stairs two at a time, adding a little danger to my Monday morning but most importantly, pissing off Aunt Priscilla. 1,2,3...ah “What do you think you’re doing!” I gave my red face aunt a look of pure innocence. What could she possibly mean? Unfortunately she wasn’t having it. “Every ******* morning Madison! You are a normal person aren’t you?” No. “Then use the stairs like any other person would!” I do, I use them how a normal person would if they were indirectly trying to piss off their Aunt.
She gave me one last fixed stare before returning to the kitchen bunny slippers and all. A look of pure mockery filed my face as her back was to me and I turned to my mother who had just hung back. “ I think I’ve got everything, I’ll leave you to tend to the house, Mum” I smiled, pressed my fingers to my lips then to hers. God, school, it could easily make you depressed. I pulled on my scarf on the way out the door making sure to slam it behind me."
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