Manifested You

A Cursed Sunday

“Rise and shine now darling. We don’t want to be late for church, right?” Ugh, typical mother, always present in the church, never absent. She opened the curtain to reveal a blinding light coming from the sun.

“Mom, 10 minutes more please” I grumbled and raised my blanket over my head, but to my dismay, my mother wouldn’t allow me to do such a thing.

She grabbed my blanket and threw the supposed dress that I would be wearing for church. “Up up up now, darling. Go take a refreshing bath to clear up and enlighten your mind. We need to do something about that horn of yours because I can see that it grew these past weekdays.” She kissed my cheeks and then went out of my room.

“Ugh!” What can I say? My mom is as stubborn as I am. She gets what she wants and so do I… Well, not when the church is my rival. I got up from bed and took a refreshing bath. After taking a bath that really helped clear my mind, I wore a gray ruched knitted dress by Chanel and paired it with a white patent 110mm YSL- Heel pumps. Also, I wore a 2 layer pearl choker necklace that had a sapphire stone in it and a pearl bracelet. You could say that I am an old money outfit type of girl. I just want that elegant and classy vibe for an outfit.

…

After my outfit session, I went downstairs, and clearly, my dad is… Well, if my mom is bossy, my dad, on the other hand, is impatient. So, you know what they say “an apple doesn’t just fall from the tree.”

“You took a decade just preparing for church? You should really change that attitude of yours, young lady.” He said annoyingly.

“Don’t exaggerate things, dad. Anyway, instead of blabbering about my attitude, why don’t we ride off to church now? Don’t wanna be late for mass, right mom?” I said to annoy him more.

“Oh help me God, I don’t know what to do with your daughter anymore, Mariana Sylvia M. Young. She is just as stubborn as you are.” My father stated.

“Well, let me just remind you that you are my sperm donor, Raphael Sebastian S. Young! Anyway, Amelia has a point though, we are going to be late if we keep on doing this nonsense.” After that nonsense session as my mom described it, we rode our black Mercedes g63 to church.”

…

Thanks to God, the church had already ended, and so we finally drove our car and went straight to our boring home. Upon arriving, I went straight to my room and decided to do my homework and finalize the program flow for our prom dance.

Hours passed, and I got bored of my presidential facade typing on my laptop. I decided to call Jacky to go shopping with me.

*calling Jacky*

“Yes babes, what do you want? Can’t you see that I am in the middle of having my cake tasting here” She said, obviously annoyed by my sudden phone call.

“Ugh, aren’t you afraid of getting fat? Let’s go to the mall, my treat. It’s too boring here in the house.” I said to her. I know Jacky cannot say no when it comes to food and anything free.

“Why didn’t you say so? I am coming over, give me 30 minutes babes and I’ll be right there saving your bored a*s in your big boring mansion.”

“Ugh, do it fast.” I hung up the call and went to my closet. I decided to wear my retro-inspired elegant miniskirt and short-sleeved jacket adorned with the Check'n'Dior motif in navy blue, white, and red that is made out of cotton and wool. It is enhanced by a waistband. I paired it with a Dior Genesis ankle boot and a Dior Parisienne bag. For my jewelry, I only wore a Pearl Necklace with a Silver Clasp, 5-6 mm, and a CARTIER Faux Pearl 18K Yellow Gold Diamond Quartz Mini Diabolo Wrist Watch. After dolling myself up, I grabbed my Chanel No.5 perfume and was about to spray it on my left wrist when someone knocked on the door.

“Young lady, your friend Jacky is already downstairs and is looking for you.” Ellena, our maid, told me behind closed doors.

“Tell her I'll be there in 5 minutes.” I sprayed my perfume both on my wrists, behind my ears, and also sprayed a little in my boots. Then, I went downstairs to meet Jacky.

“Well, hello there my jaw-dropping goddess of a friend. You do know that you look like a high-paid model right now, right?” She said upon checking my outfit.

“You know me, Jacky. I always make sure to look like this so that boys will ask themselves first if they can afford to date me, before asking me to date them. Women should invest in themselves so that boys won’t treat them like some trash and easily replace them.” I am really hoping that women will wake up and realize that we don’t need men in our lives, that it is not essential to have a boyfriend or a husband to be happy. Believe me or not, it is so much fun when you are single and you focus on yourself, then make men ogle with you and make them question their capacity to reach your standards and if they are worthy of your attention.

“Whatever you say, Ames. Let’s not waste our time and ride that white jeep wrangler of yours!” She said giddily, and so we rode in my jeep and went to the mall.

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At the mall, we decided to go to the salon. “I really need a manicure and pedicure. Mom said that my nails are now comparable to a farmer’s nails. What about you?” Jacky said.

“Same with you, but I will just add some hair relaxing treatment,” I told her.

…

2 hours had passed and our salon day was over, and I must say that they did a pretty good job. I now love my hair because the volume of my hair is now visible and looks stronger than before. My nails are just as perfect as my hair job. I kicked Jacky’s right foot to wake her up.

“Ouch, Ames. No need to kick me, you know. You could’ve just asked the staff to wake me up, duh.” She complained.

I just flipped my newly treated hair and went to the cashier to pay for everything. We went out of the salon and decided to grab some food because Jacky was now maundering about how her stomach was now empty and like she would die in an hour if she wouldn’t be able to fill it with food.

“Oh my gosh Ames, I really need to eat, you know. I might die right now in front of these many people if I don't feed my stomach in time.” She said with fake tears.

“Oh shush now, Let’s eat here.” I grabbed her right arm and dragged her inside a Chinese restaurant. “Sit down. You can now shut your mouth and I’ll call for a waiter to order our food.” I said to her. I then waved my hand to call a waiter and ordered.

“ I would like to have a crispy veggie salad and a spring roll for an appetizer and a chicken corn soup and an iced tea,” I ordered.

After Jacky ordered, we waited for 20 minutes for our food and the staff didn’t lie because 20 minutes later, our food was already in front waiting for us to devour it.

The food was delicious and Jacky was no longer babbling about how she would die with an empty stomach. We stood up in our seats and went outside the restaurant. Upon walking into the mall, I was posting some pictures of our food on my i********: when suddenly Jacky slapped my right arm.

“What now Jacky? Can’t you see that I am in the middle of something with my phone?” I irritatingly informed her.

“Oh, come on, Ames. Look, Nikolas is over there with some cheap girl!” I followed her index finger to the opposite side of the mall and saw the devil incarnate with some girl who… just like what Jacky described. And with just a split second, the devil decided to look in our direction. Well, if you think that I will avoid his watch, I will N.O.T!”

I am now having intense eye contact with Nikolas when the girl beside her nagged him, and guess I won the staring contest biatch. When I turned to Jacky, of course, this friend of mine had food and a frappe in her hands. I always wonder if Jacky’s metabolism is still normal. Like, she can eat lots of food in a day and still doesn’t gain weight. Every girl’s dream, right? I started walking towards the exit of the mall while Jacky was having a hard time catching up with me.

Hours later, I arrived home after I dropped Jacky at theirs. I entered our house and immediately had a warm, relaxing bath while holding a glass of wine in my right hand.