August 27th—First Day of School
Frost:
My
alarm gave out a shrill brring noise as my hand shot out from where it was
resting underneath my body as I slammed it off. Considering my arm and hand
were asleep, I did a good job shutting my alarm up. I rolled over and dug
deeper into my blankets, unwilling to realize that summer was over.
My
alarm blared again 5 minutes later as I slapped it and got up. My movements
were slow as I made my way over to my bathroom. I turned on the shower and got
in and it took me a few minutes to realize that I still had on my nightshirt
and underwear. I took them off and finished my shower, nearly falling asleep. I
would be going into the 6th grade today.
I
turned the water off as I groped for my towel—which was hanging on the towel
peg next to the shower. I snatched it as I wrapped it around me as I made my
way over to the sink. I was still half asleep and the lights were off. I groped
around for my toothbrush and paste as I started to brush my teeth sleepily.
After
nearly falling asleep again while brushing my teeth, I left my bathroom and toweled
off. The morning sun started to filter in through my curtains—which I had left
open last night—same with my window. Dropping the towel, I wandered over to my
closet and pulled out the first two things that I came in contact with. Which
was a pair of blue and white plaid Arizona shorts and my old Batman hockey shirt
with a tank top underneath. I wandered over to my dresser and grabbed my peace
sign training bra and underwear.
After
putting my clothes on, I jammed my feet into a pair of socks and then my
converse shoes—which I’ve had since I was about 8. I was still the same shoe
size, too. My hair was in a low side pony today; I put my earrings in, along
with my rings and jelly bracelets, not to mention the bracelet Alex got me. I
looked at the multi-gemstone, shiny bracelet and blushed, remembering when he
gave it to me. He had brought me to my 3rd orgasm as he rested me on
his bed and we had just finished showering. He brought over a box that said Zales as I opened it. I knew it wasn’t
cheap, so I told him I couldn’t take it. After some convincing (meaning more
orgasms), I told him I’d keep it.
I told
Alex that I would still be doing commissions during the school year. I made A
LOT of money over the summer and it’s all in savings. Glancing over at my
alarm, I found it to be 7.00. I grabbed my bag and made my way downstairs where
I saw the others eating breakfast.
I sat
at the table and grabbed some French toast and eggs, pouring myself some milk
as Liam came bouncing into the dining room, a huge grin on his face.
“SENIOR
YEAR, BABY!” He exclaimed, pumping his fist into the air as we all laughed. His
eyes roved over me as he plopped next to me.
“Lookin’
pretty sharp, sis. You gonna impress Alex?” He teased as I threw a piece of
French toast at him.
“No,
Liam. I’m not!”
Breakfast went off without a hitch. School starts at 8am, so
when I glanced at the clock, it was 7.20. I grabbed my bag and started to head
for my bus stop. I didn’t have to wait very long… About 10 minutes. I heard the
bus coming as it stopped in front of me, doors opening as I stepped inside.
Seeing as I was the last stop, all of the spots were full as I glanced around
as I sat next to my best friend, Riza Hawkeye. She’s Japanese; she’s skipping a
grade also. We’re both going to be in the 6th grade!
“I
heard you did commissions for ALEX SINCLAIR this summer!” She exclaimed, fully
turned to face me as I laughed.
“I
still am”
“He’s
so cute!”
A girl who’s sitting in front of us, turned around. She has
glasses and is a little over weight (meaning she has a belly).
“Who?”
Her voice quiet and shy
“Alex
Sinclair” I mention as she nodded
“He is
cute. My name is Raina.” She introduced
“I’m
Frost and this is Riza…It’s nice to meet you. I’ve never seen you around here…
Are you new?” I introduced and asked my accent showing.
“I just
moved here from L.A” She replied
“Quite
a move. I’m from Tokyo” Riza shared.
Riza moved to the States in the 1st grade and we
became best friends.
“That’s
cool. You love in Houston your whole life?” Raina asked as I nodded.
The bus pulled up to the school a few minutes later as kids
shuffled off. Us three headed inside and to the 6th grade wing. We
went to find our assigned lockers as Riza and I grinned at each other. Ours
were next to each other. Raina was a few lockers down from us as we unpacked
our bags, putting them in our lockers.
“I can’t
wait until Junior High!” Riza exclaimed.
“Boys?”
She nodded and then shrugged.
“That,
and more challenging stuff”
“If you
want challenging, you should apply for Underwood Academy”
“My
parents actually did. They shot that idea down”
I didn’t ask as we made our way to our homeroom. We have all
of our classes together—which is awesome. We even have them all with Raina.
Sometime
around lunch, we all found a table in the lunch room. I had a slice of cheese
pizza, a piece of buttered bread, a carton of milk, fruit, and beef stroganoff.
Riza had brought a lunch from home. Sushi, a rice ball, some Odon, and water.
She ate with chopsticks. Raina had beef stroganoff and milk with bread.
“Make
any friends yet?” Riza asked as she took a bite from her sushi as Raina shook
her head.
“No. I’m
not popular”
“Neither
are we” I announced, taking a huge bite out of the beef stroganoff.
“You’re
not?” She asked as we shook our heads.
I watched Raina eat her food, taking small bites. She had
short blonde hair and glasses. Like I said before, she had glasses and a belly.
“Do you
know who her parents are? Her dad is Triple H, her mom is the lead singer of
LoLiTa” Riza asked as she shook her head.
“No.
But I do watch wrestling and I like the band” she admitted
“Could
you keep that a secret? About whom my parents are?” I requested as Riza rolled
her eyes.
“The whole
school knows who your parents are, Ice”
“Ice?”
Raina questioned
“My
nickname she came up for me” I explained as she nodded.
“We
have soccer practice and Tae-Kwon-Do today after school” Riza announced as I
nodded. I’m a green belt, Riza is a purple belt. (meaning I’m a belt ahead of
her)
“How do
you find time for all that?” Raina asked.
“We don’t
have much going on… Well, I don’t” Riza stated.
“We
also take a pottery/ceramics class at the university too with Mary Washington”
Mary Washington is an elderly lady who owns a huge art shop
downtown. It’s very popular and over the summer, I went in and helped her run
it. I go in after school sometimes and I go in on the weekends. She’s in her 70’s,
walks with a cane, and can put anybody in their place—she’s a very respectable
lady. She also teaches an art class at the university part time.
“If you
join Tae-Kwon-Do, it helps lose weight… Not that you are” Riza explained,
flushing a little in embarrassment.
“I’ll
have to ask my parents…”
We talked for a few more minutes as we all ate our lunch,
laughing. Somehow, I knew that we just made a new friend. Lunch was soon over
as we all headed back to class.
The
rest of the day went by in a blur as I watched Raina pack her backpack.
“You in
any sports?” I asked as she shook her head, shouldering her strap as she closed
it.
“I’m in
band and choir” We walked towards the gym, Riza munching on a pop tart as she
walked besides us.
“Talk
to your mom about joining Tae-Kwon-Do” She nodded as we parted ways. We made
our way to the locker rooms as we changed into our soccer uniforms.
“Raina’s
nice” Riza suddenly announced as I nodded, pulling my uniform shirt over my
head as she pulled on her shorts.
“You
talking about Raina Williams?” Summer O’Malley asked as we nodded.
“Yeah.
You know anything about her?” She nodded as we finished getting dressed. I sat
on the bench to tie my shoes.
Everybody on the soccer team has become a sort of “Family”.
We all stick together. Summers popular, but not the bitchy kind of popular; she
has money, but she doesn’t flaunt it. Her father is the Mayer of Houston.
“Yeah.
Her mom is a lawyer and her father is a judge. She just moved here from L.A.
Lives in that house that just got sold on Dallas Ave”
“You
mean that one with the fountain out front?” Riza asked as Summer nodded
Dallas Ave is famous for having most of the rich people live
there. Most of the popular kids at our school live on Dallas Ave.
“That’s
the one. She’s the baby of the family. 3 older sisters and 2 brothers. The
brothers are graduated, The oldest sister is a senior, a freshman, and a
sophomore”
“How do
you know all this?” Riza asked as we made our way to the soccer field
Summer made like she was offended before laughing.
“My
mother. She has to have her nose in everybody’s business—especially if they’re
new”
Ah Yes. Mrs. O’Malley. One of the best prosecuting attorneys
in Houston. She knows things about people that would make your hair turn white.
Well, practice went good. James ran us hard, but I wasn’t going to whimper out.
When
practice was over at 4.30 (School gets out at 2.15), we all made our way back
into the locker rooms to change. Riza and I have Tae-Kwon-Do until 6.15 and Riza’s
parents usually pick us up.
“Oh.
Another thing about Raina” Summer called as we stopped and faced her.
“Her
old hag of a grandmother lives with them. She’s VERY judgmental and always
talks down to her. Calling her fat and a little piggy; that’s probably why you
see her eating so little.” I digested Summer's words and felt myself growing
angry. Looking over at Riza, I found her in the same boat. We thanked Summer
and left.
“Hey.
The Tae-Kwon-Do place is near Dallas Ave… Let’s go pay her a visit after
practice” Riza suggested.
“We
should. I mean… she DID forget her History book!” I grinned, pulling her book
from my bag, Riza grinned.
Tae-Kwon-Do
went good. The tournament for belts is tomorrow night and I couldn’t wait. Riza
called her parents and told them that we would walk home. They told her that
they would meet her half way.
Once in
our regular clothes, we walked towards Raina’s house. Once there, I lifted my
hand and rang the doorbell. A few seconds later, the door opened. A middle aged
women with brown hair in a bun and brown eyes opened the door.
“May I
help you?” She asked
“We’re
friends of Raina’s and she forgot her history book at school” I told her as she
smiled.
“Frost
and Riza, right?” She asked
“Correct,
Ma’am”
She lead upstairs to
Raina’s room and left. I was going to knock—but we heard her grandmother.
“You’re
so forgetful! So stupid! I bet you ate all that greasy food, didn’t you? You’re
a piggy!” Her condescending voice rang out. That’s
it! I barged in and found Raina sitting at her desk, her grandmother
hovering over her.
“You’re
a bitter old witch!” Riza snarled. I walked over to Raina and handed her the
book.
“Excuse
me?!” Her grandmother gasped
“You
heard her. You have no right to say those things to Rai” I snapped
“Who do
you think you care?!” She exclaimed
“Her
friends. We’ll know if you say anything demeaning to Rai. Maybe you need to get
a reality check, old women!” Riza snapped. I gripped Rai’s shoulder. Riza was
very angry right now. And when she’s like that, she’s not very respectable to
whomever she’s angry with.
“Why I
never!” She gasped as I covered Riza’s mouth.
“Be
nice or don’t say anything at all. Go knit something. You’re just a bitter old
women and you’re taking it out on Rai” I calmly stated. I turned to Rai.
“My
address and a phone number you can reach me at is on a piece of paper in your
book. We’ll see you tomorrow!” We waved as she nodded.
Once we
left her house, we looked at each other.
“Whoa!”
We simultaneously breathed out, shocked.
“Summer
was right”
“She
usually is”
We
started walking as we parted ways about half way down the road. About a mile
and a half later, a limo pulled up next to me as the tinted window rolled down—Alex.
“You
know…It’s dangerous for little girls to be walking in the dark” he informed me,
voice husky.
“Oh
yeah? You gonna give me a ride home?” I asked.
He opened the door as I climbed in as he tapped the privacy
window as the limo moved forward. His driver was mute. My bag was on the floor
as I straddled his lap. We both looked at each other before he leaded up to
kiss me. My hands rested on his shoulders as I kissed him back. I felt his
hands trail down my back as we pulled back.
“I have
a commission for you. The client wants to give it as a Christmas present to
their spouse” He informed me, lips trailing down my neck as I shivered.
“Don’t
start something you have no way of finishing” I warned him, my hands undoing
his tie. I could tell it was a new Armani suit. I mentally rolled my eyes, but
didn’t say anything.
A few
hours passed as I shut my science book—finally finished with all my homework
(Okay… I got caught up in drawing). Some days, I wish I was in high school. I
looked at the time and found it to be 10.30. What’s one drawing? I mused. But one drawing turned into two, and
two turned into four. The time was 12.55am and I didn’t realize it, but with my
charcoal pencil in my hand, I fell asleep—right on top of the sketch I was
drawing for my father’s birthday.
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