The Undoings

Chapter 2

I walked to my closet to find my first day clothes. I saw the mini skirt and 5 inch crop top I wore in my previous life hanging there. Sabrina convinced me to buy it to wear on the first day of school and she would wear the same outfit with me. Little did I know, it was a trick to get everyone against me, labels me a s**t, and started the bad feud between my mother and I. I continued past the outfit smirking. Fool me once, shame on me; fool me twice, shame on you. I browsed through my outfits and found the perfect thing to wear to make a beauty but bold take on a classy smart girl, a faded teal shirt, dark teal aztec cardigan, dark to faded bell bottom jeans, topping it off with a pair of cute Aztec twisted x boots. Hey, just because I'm rich doesn't me in fancy. I rather dress in this than a fancy 80,000 dollar ballgown. I did a quick review before heading to my vanity. In my last life, Sabrina convinced my to cake my face in makeup to attract guys though it actually repelled them. I sat at my vanity and started brushing my long, curly brunette hair before putting it up into a high ponytail, finishing with my grandmother's pearl hair pin. It has 12 pearls on it designed into a exquisite cherry blossom design, each pearl represents one of my family members. I gently pull the matching earrings before finishing with a light coat of makeup: some blush, chapstick, hint of eyeshadow, and brush of mascara. I stood up and barely sprayed my favorite french vanilla perfume over myself. I did a once over in my vanity mirror. Hum something's missing. I got it. I walked towards my grandmother's picture and gently took her priceless necklace off of it. "Gram, you told me when I was ready to be a strong, beautiful, powerful woman you know I am, I can wear this necklace. I'm ready Gram. To fight for my family and my life back", softly spoke before kissing the picture, putting on the necklace, grabbing my leather school bag, and walked out of my room with the power she knew I always had within me found. I walked down the stairs and into the kitchen where laughter and playful scowling was radiating from. I stood in the doorway watching my mom, father, and brother bicker. "I don't care what you don't like I can kiss my hubby whenever I want", my mom said. "Yes, anytime just not in front of me", Justin retorted bitterly. "Fine. Melissa, he said you can't, then you can't", my father huffed out. "But honey", she pouted. "But that doesn't mean that I can't kiss you", my dad said kissing her slyly while my brother groaned. "Sis, can you help me out here to make them stop", Justin said looking up at me. "Sorry, bro. I want my breakfast today", I said before giggling at my mom sticking her tongue out at Justin. Oh how I have missed this. I walked towards my parents and greeted them with a hug that shocked them. "Good morning, mom. Good morning, dad", I said trying not to cry. "M-morning honey. Are you feeling alright? You never have hugged us since last year you said it was to childish", mom said pulling away from me, checking to see if I was alright. "Yes, momma. I'm fine. I just had a horrible nightmare and needed to hug you both", I said smiling softly to her. "Oh, baby", she said pulling in for another hug, "You can get a hug anytime, my baby". I pulled away from her and went towards Justin. "What are you doing!?", he said holding his hands up like he's going to karate chop something. "I was just going hug you", I said innocently bring out his biggest weakness, puppy eyes. "Damn not the eyes anything but the eyes", he said weakly, " fine you can have a hug just don't touch the hair please. It took me an hour". "Damn, your worse than me", I laughed. "Says you, you haven't even done your makeup yet", he retorted. "Yes, I have I learned the saying less is more also applies to makeup my dear brother", I smirked. "You're joking right. Mom! Come and see if she's done e makeup", he yelled as I rolled my eyes. Always trying to win the battle. She came back to the dining area with a plate full of chocolate chip pancakes covered in syrup with a glass of milk and set it in front of me. "Oh, momma. I could've got that", I said. "Its fine dear. Now stand up and let me get a better look at you. I stood up gracefully a walked away and to my mother and stood still as she inspected me. When I hear a faint sniffle, I looked towards my mother in panic at her crying. "Mom, what's wrong. Is it what I'm wearing? I can go change if you-". "Baby these are tears of joy. You look so beautiful", she said twirling me around. "Thank you momma", I said blushing. "And the makeup does you justice by being light on your face". "Thank you momma. *looks at the clock* oh shoot mom we have to go!", I said giving her a kiss on her forehead before grabbing my plate and running to the car the Justin and I share to go to school. Yes, we do have our own cars but to keep a low profile we carpool together everyday and I mean ev...ery...day. It was annoying in my past life but now I really don't care as long as I get to spend time with my family that I will save from the greedy people who are my "friends". I jump into our mustang camaro and dig right into the pancakes. I took a a whole mouth in and moaned in delight as the melancholy flavors of my past burst throughout my mouth. "You know, no one is going to take that from you, right?", Justin chuckled as he climbed in. I looked at him, my mouth filled to the brim in choc pancakes giving me chipmunk cheeks, and said," dum, tats whu iam retweet them su fase (duh, that's why I'm eating them so fast!)". "Don't they teach you anything in etiquette class?", he laughed out as he started the car and drove towards the school. I was so focused on my pancakes I didn't hear what he was talking about or he was talking until," So are you?". I looked at my brother dumbfounded. "Sorry, I wasn't listening could you repeat that. I was too focused on these heaven on earths", I said gleaming in delight and guilt. He laughed shaking his head, "Only my sister would love pancakes more than her own brother. I was asking if you were interested in anyone? If not, then I think I have the per-". "Wait wait wait cut the cheese. Are you trying to set me up again?", i groaned at how many times he's tried to do that after I turned ten. "Look, he's a old friend ok? He doesn't know you but Gramps approves of him", He said trying to persuade me. "Why if things go wrong then he'll probably never talk to you again", I sighed in annoyance. "I doubt that will happen with him. I bet you are more alike then you know", he smirked. What's that supposed to mean?