Status: Complete
My Situations Are Not Irrelevant
Chapter 12
Michelle's POV
After school that day Max left with Robert and a few of his friends. I decided not to go
`Homework' was my excuse `I want to get it done before 7 tonight' I restated in my mind
The exact words I said to him a few minutes previous to what was happening now, which was me getting in to my car and driving home
~z~Z~z~
I Walked in to my room I dropped my book bag on to my floor before falling on my bed my head lying on the soft silk pink pillows
“Michelle?' I heard my mother's voice then my door opening
“Yes?” I said sitting up brushing my hair behind my ear
“You came home today, huh?”
“Yes I wanted to do some homework because at 7 Max is taking me to the movies”
“Max? Who is he?” my mother furrowed her eyebrow making her eyebrow piercing glisten the sun reflection from window. My mom had an eyebrow piercing from when she was 19 she only took it out on special occasions even though she was 43years old
“Oh he's just someone from my school a…f-friend” I said then bit my lip
My mother just smiled leaving my room closing my door behind her
I let myself fall back on to my bed curling up. I looked up at my end table were my alarm clock was
2:15 pm
`What am I going to do for 5 hours?' I thought .with a sudden rush of boredom walked over to my vanity dresser sitting down on the bench I looked at my reflection. Pulling my hair over ear then running my fingers to the tips
`My hair has gotten really long….' I usually cut my own hair, though my mom hated when I did .Since my last trim my hair hair grown several inches pass my shoulders and down my back. After rummaging through my dresser drawers I pulled out a pair of silver hair dressing scissors.
“There you are” I mumbled to my self
`Only about 2 ½ inches' I tried measuring while snipping away cutting the layers of my brown and black streaked hair
~z~Z~z~
The hours seem too pass by quicker than I imagined. After cutting my hair I end up cutting more hair than I intended. But I like the way I had it.
It was a little passed shoulder length the back was the shortest part and I teased the sides so that they were spiked and my bangs swept across my eyes .
While in the mirror deciding what side I should have my bangs my cell phone vibrated loudly against the wood of my dresser.
A text message. Quickly reaching for it I flipped it opened. It was from Robert
`My parents are going to be out of town for a few days tomorrow I'm throwing a party at my place'
`Party….' I thought before replying
`Awesome I'll be there' after doing so I saw the time
6:00
And I haven't even started to get ready
`What should I wear?'
Going though my closet I pulled out a black mini skirt fishnet stockings and leather jacket
`Perfect' with a small squeal I quickly took a shower and changed my clothes
Walking down stairs I heard a gasp.
Turing around it was my mother at the top of the stairs
“What?”
“Where on earth do you think you going with that on!” my mother scold
“I told you I'm going to the movies”
“And you cut your hair! Look at it you layers, are all messed up!”
“There fine!
“Go change your clothes and I'll fix your hair!”
“b-but…MOM!”
“NOW! Or you won't be going to the movies
I slowly walked back to my room in defeat. I took of my jacket and just wore the grey vest and black t-shirt that I wore at school that day. Removing my skirt and stockings I exchanged it for a pair of black skinny jeans.
While replying a layer of lip gloss the door bell ringed.
Running as fast as I could .I made it to the door before my mother could.
Which was my aim
There he was standing there in the threshold
“Hi” I greeted him
“You cut your hair” Max said looking impressed
“Do you like it, I did it my self” replied twirling around 360* so he could get a full view
“It looks awesome!”
“Michelle…” I heard my mother's voice behind me `great!' I moaned
“Can just go please! I pleaded with my mother
“Hello Mrs.Welles, um is there a problem?” Max I asked very kindly
`He remembered my last name' I could feel my checks getting hot
“Well there was a dressing issue with Michelle earlier… but I suppose it's better now”
“Yes! Thank you thank you, be I'll be back before 11” I said quickly shutting the door and leaving dragging max along with me
“What were you wearing?” Max questioned curiously
After school that day Max left with Robert and a few of his friends. I decided not to go
`Homework' was my excuse `I want to get it done before 7 tonight' I restated in my mind
The exact words I said to him a few minutes previous to what was happening now, which was me getting in to my car and driving home
~z~Z~z~
I Walked in to my room I dropped my book bag on to my floor before falling on my bed my head lying on the soft silk pink pillows
“Michelle?' I heard my mother's voice then my door opening
“Yes?” I said sitting up brushing my hair behind my ear
“You came home today, huh?”
“Yes I wanted to do some homework because at 7 Max is taking me to the movies”
“Max? Who is he?” my mother furrowed her eyebrow making her eyebrow piercing glisten the sun reflection from window. My mom had an eyebrow piercing from when she was 19 she only took it out on special occasions even though she was 43years old
“Oh he's just someone from my school a…f-friend” I said then bit my lip
My mother just smiled leaving my room closing my door behind her
I let myself fall back on to my bed curling up. I looked up at my end table were my alarm clock was
2:15 pm
`What am I going to do for 5 hours?' I thought .with a sudden rush of boredom walked over to my vanity dresser sitting down on the bench I looked at my reflection. Pulling my hair over ear then running my fingers to the tips
`My hair has gotten really long….' I usually cut my own hair, though my mom hated when I did .Since my last trim my hair hair grown several inches pass my shoulders and down my back. After rummaging through my dresser drawers I pulled out a pair of silver hair dressing scissors.
“There you are” I mumbled to my self
`Only about 2 ½ inches' I tried measuring while snipping away cutting the layers of my brown and black streaked hair
~z~Z~z~
The hours seem too pass by quicker than I imagined. After cutting my hair I end up cutting more hair than I intended. But I like the way I had it.
It was a little passed shoulder length the back was the shortest part and I teased the sides so that they were spiked and my bangs swept across my eyes .
While in the mirror deciding what side I should have my bangs my cell phone vibrated loudly against the wood of my dresser.
A text message. Quickly reaching for it I flipped it opened. It was from Robert
`My parents are going to be out of town for a few days tomorrow I'm throwing a party at my place'
`Party….' I thought before replying
`Awesome I'll be there' after doing so I saw the time
6:00
And I haven't even started to get ready
`What should I wear?'
Going though my closet I pulled out a black mini skirt fishnet stockings and leather jacket
`Perfect' with a small squeal I quickly took a shower and changed my clothes
Walking down stairs I heard a gasp.
Turing around it was my mother at the top of the stairs
“What?”
“Where on earth do you think you going with that on!” my mother scold
“I told you I'm going to the movies”
“And you cut your hair! Look at it you layers, are all messed up!”
“There fine!
“Go change your clothes and I'll fix your hair!”
“b-but…MOM!”
“NOW! Or you won't be going to the movies
I slowly walked back to my room in defeat. I took of my jacket and just wore the grey vest and black t-shirt that I wore at school that day. Removing my skirt and stockings I exchanged it for a pair of black skinny jeans.
While replying a layer of lip gloss the door bell ringed.
Running as fast as I could .I made it to the door before my mother could.
Which was my aim
There he was standing there in the threshold
“Hi” I greeted him
“You cut your hair” Max said looking impressed
“Do you like it, I did it my self” replied twirling around 360* so he could get a full view
“It looks awesome!”
“Michelle…” I heard my mother's voice behind me `great!' I moaned
“Can just go please! I pleaded with my mother
“Hello Mrs.Welles, um is there a problem?” Max I asked very kindly
`He remembered my last name' I could feel my checks getting hot
“Well there was a dressing issue with Michelle earlier… but I suppose it's better now”
“Yes! Thank you thank you, be I'll be back before 11” I said quickly shutting the door and leaving dragging max along with me
“What were you wearing?” Max questioned curiously
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