"Renae get your butt up!" My mother screamed while storming into my room, waking me up.
I look and see I fell asleep reading, also it's 8:00 a.m.
"Okay I am up."
Good morning to you to mother.
"Get up and get ready I want you out of my house." She declared as she storms out and slaps the door.
Always got to make an performance don't you mother?
I slowly get up from my striped purple cover and get my phone off the recharge.
"Hey Sam you up?" I decided to call Sam already cause it always takes her at least an hour to get anywhere. I do NOT want to leave for college without Sam, despite how my parents hate her guts, she always stands up for me.
"Rennnnnaeeee, it's so early!!" Sam complains, you can tell she just woke up.
"Girl you promised you would help me leave for college." I remind her.
"Ugh okay be then in 10 minutes." she signs.
When she says "10 minutes" I know its really mean,"I will be there in an hour or more, depending how long it takes me to get out of bed."
I look around my room, which is pretty much bare. What do you wear when you load up and move to college? Sweatshirt or sweater? Honestly I always wear sweatshirts anyways.
After my shower I decide to wear some of my fancy, dark wash jeans. I thought since I am meeting my roommate for the first time I should actually not look like a piece of crap. With that logic I wear a solid black sweater with a blue and purple handmade scarf (when Sam went through a rough time, her mania was so bad she made scarves all the time since she only slept one hour a night. So I got most of the scarves she made, I am not complaining, she makes exquisite scarves.)
I top my outfit off with a touch of makeup: some foundation, purple/brown eyeshadow, eyeliner, and mascara. (Michelle taught how, despite how she wears way too much. I learned how wear just enough to hide my freckles and make my eyes look not so, ugh.) When I look in the mirror I really, really, don't look....near as gross as usual. With that somewhat positive attitude I finish the rest of my things, wait on Sam and Thomas.
"Girl you look so cute, you going to see some boy!" Sam smirks when she sees me while she is pulling into my parent's driveway. I just roll my eyes, Sam is always on me about dating.
"Okay let's get you gone before your mother yells at me to much." I nod in agreement, I want to stay as far away from my mother as humanly possible. We start loading up things in Sam's car, she has a cute, small, little car. Don't ask me what kind it is, I don't know. I know football but not cars.
Finally Thomas and Cammie are here, almost an hour late.
"What took you so long? You had to have your beauty rest, don't you Thomas?" Sam jokes.
"Why yes, yes I did." Today Thomas is wearing an Auburn tigers football sweatshirt our favorite football team's logo, sweatpants, and his running shoes. He has always been athletic built, tall, muscular, sandy brown hair, and blue eyes.
"Thank you guys so much for coming, it means so much to me, and mom's not out here yet! Yay!" I cheer.
"Anytime Ray, we are always here for you." Thomas grins. We have filled up Sam's car, Thomas and Cammie's car and now mine. Almost done, Almost out of here. No sight of mom yet.
"What are you thinking you're doing Renae Cathryn?" Oh crap, here it comes.
"Thomas, Cammie, Sam, and I were just packing mom."
"I can see that Renae, I am not blind." She says while putting her hands on her hips.
Already she is wearing dress pants, a formal shirt that looks about 60 dollars and it's Saturday.
"We were just finishing up Mrs. Anderson." Sam chimed in, but very respectfully.
"I don't need your input Samantha." Mother snaps, now Sam is getting upset she hates being called Samantha.
"Look, mom, we were just helping Ray we are almost." Thomas reminder her. He looks annoyed but to be honestly I am to. Mom-monster is already giving us her "listen to what I say quit your crap children I am the boss." That look doesn't apply to Thomas anymore.
"Well, why is Samantha here? We are all of you here? I was gone for two minutes! I was supposed to do this for myself— I mean Renae" Mother begins
"Look mother, I am leaving." I throw my hands in the air. Everything is always about her. I look around I see: Cammie rubbing Thomas's back because Thomas is rubbing his head. You can tell he is so done with mom. Sam is looking down at the ground, her face screams "if she wasn't Renae's mom I would so kick her butt."
"Well fine, just leave, oh just so you know I changed your major."
"WHAT!" I scream, okay she just crossed a line.
"Mom, you can't decide Renae's future, this is her life not yours." Thomas shouts, we both are walking towards mom. Thomas is a big guy, I would be scared if I saw him enraged. Which he is. Thomas has always been there for me, when mom and Annabel treat me like crap. Thomas always comes in defends me. We are so close, I don't know what I do without my protecter. But sadly, he can't be there for me always due to mom and Annabel finding something about myself to bully me about.
"Look mom I love art-"
"Enough with your childish dream! It's foolish! I thought we said no more art!" Mom interrupts.
"But mom-"
"Enough! Renae you are such a failure, that's way I am helping you. So you won't be the failure of the family, like you already are."
Thomas balls his hands into fists, Sam's face goes after anger to fury, Cammie's jaw drops. Then I begin to cry.
"Okay goodbye mother."
"Renae-" She begins to say but I storm off, jump in my car, and drive away. Even before I say a word to Sam, Thomas, and Cammie. I couldn't stand to be there with there any second longer.
"Babe?" Sam says as I answer her call.
"Yeah." I can barely get any words out, this is the first major breakdown I have had in awhile. Normally mom-monster is witch everyday but today was different. She crossed a line. I told her I wanted to major in art since I still haven't declared my major. She probably called up there and decided my major should be business. Obviously my parents and sister don't support my art by no means. They think my art and is was a cute child hobby. But now I need to stop because my dream to major in art is idiotic. They always compare me to Annabel and Thomas.
Thomas works on curing cancer, Annabel is an award winning actress, and I am....me. I will never be good enough and they are probably right, I am a failure.
"Honey listen to me, talk to me." Sam tries to comfort me but honestly it's just not working. Mom is probably right, I am the family failure.
"What?"
"Darling I know right now you feel you are so worthless but you're not!"
"Listen to her!" "Yeah!" I hear Cammie and Thomas saying in the background.
"Are y'all in the same car?" I laugh.
"Yeah we left my car at mom's cause we just had to get out of there." Thomas explained.
"Where are you guys?"
"Right behind you." And sure enough I look in my mirrors and see Thomas sticking his head out of Sam's car waving at me. He's such a dork.
"Okay I will meet you later."
"BYE!" Thomas screams, you can hear Sam and Cammie laughing in the background. I just keep driving thankful my college is 45 minutes away from my parents and only 15 minutes away from Thomas and Cammie's house.
Thank The Lord I am farer away from my parents and closer to Thomas and Cammie.
"Almost there." I whisper to myself now the anxiety of meeting my roommate comes. I just hope she doesn't have lots of sex and doesn't make our room look like trash.
"Yay we are here!" Sam cheers as she jumps out of her car to come see me. I get out of my car and wow my college looks huge. I see almost everyone wearing purple one of my school's colors. So many people walking around, so many buildings, it just looks like a maze. How in the world I am going to find my way around here and not have to many panic attacks due to so many people?
"Here we are!" Sam says as we open the door to my room. I look around and see my roommate has already came. I see tons of pictures, mostly of cute guys with some tanned blondes, lots of pink, pink bedspread, a cute fluffy stuffed cat, fuzzy chairs, books everywhere mostly about nursing. At least she kept all her stuff on her side, you can tell she is not a slob, just obsessed with pink and girly things. In her closet oh my word, like girl loved shoes. She has butt loads of heels, boots, sneakers, which are my favorite. Her clothes are very fancy, you can still she wants to look nice and all put together. Still I see scrubs, sweatshirts, fuzzy pj pants, so far I really love her style.
"So what is your roommate's name?" Cammie ask me while she brings in the last box.
"Umm Marie I think." I answer while I begin unpacking.
"Well she is totally a girly girl which makes me like her style already." Cammie smiles, I laugh. Cammie gorgeous with her brown eyes, light brown hair, nearly perfect skin. Cammie is short, about 5 foot 3 but her curves really add to her beauty. Cammie says in her family there is a "boob blessing" and she didn't get short supply.
Her and Thomas are the cutest couple ever. But when Thomas first started dating Cammie, I didn't really like her. But honestly, I was so close to Thomas I didn't like him dating anyone but Cammie was different. She was sweet, funny, took me in and became one of my best friends not just my brother's girlfriend. Their wedding was wonderful and I was one of the bridesmaids.
"Okay guys, you can leave now, I am unpacked." Tears began running down Cammie's face while she says:
"I know we are only 15 minutes away but I love you and I will miss you so much! Call me everyday!" We hug, Cammie has been the big sister I have always wanted.
"Be good Ray, take care of yourself and don't listen to any of the crap mom or Annabel gives you." Thomas smiles.
"I love you bro." I begin to tear up of thinking I am really here at college, the sad part is my parents don't even want to be a part of it.
"Girl I am right down the hall. Love you babe!" Sam cries while running towards us and forcing us into a group hug.
After more tears (mostly by Cammie) and hugs (due to Sam because she is a hugger) I am finally alone. I begin hanging some of my favorite pictures which a really painting. I am kinda obsessed with art, I love to go those places where lots of people sell their art. Most people think it's lame, but I love it. My favorite ones are always by young girls who love art and want to be an artist (like someone else I know). I hang up about three painting which aren't my work than I hang some of my works. Only my best works: the painting I drew based on a photo of Thomas and Cammie's wedding, my picture was of when Thomas and Cammie were actually getting married, and saying their vows. Cammie looked stunning in her dress, oh course Thomas looked all fancy to but it's one of my best works because that was an amazing day. Cammie becoming a part of my family and both of them were so happy, it was a happy day. The last drawing I hung up was one of my work's in which I was drawing a picture of Sam and I. I drew it based on one of my treasured pictures of us: when Sam and I were young, had over heads hanging upside down because we were falling off Sam's bed. It was taken at one of our many sleepovers and somehow Sam's mom was able to take the perfect photo. Aw memories.
"Hi are you Renae?" Says the girl who I think is my roommate.
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